Searching for you
I strolled around taking pictures
with shaky restless fingers
trying to smother this new sight
with the crisp memories & old delight
when a man came by with a hop
from the nearby tea shop
bursting eagerly with questions
about possible transactions
“Do you work for the paper?”
“Will you buy this house?”
I spoke your name in reply
part question, part answer
he pondered and frowned
making the right sound
but he’d not heard of you
your name he never knew
with shaky restless fingers
trying to smother this new sight
with the crisp memories & old delight
when a man came by with a hop
from the nearby tea shop
bursting eagerly with questions
about possible transactions
“Do you work for the paper?”
“Will you buy this house?”
I spoke your name in reply
part question, part answer
he pondered and frowned
making the right sound
but he’d not heard of you
your name he never knew
2 Comments:
Making me scratch my head..but then..i have never claimed to be intelligent enough to get the subtleties!Was he supposed to know "his" name ? I guess :) (oh yeah..luckily i had your blog linked in my sidebar..)
aaah moto!! You are funny!! :-))
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