The Guy I Saw Poem by Natasha Ashwe
The Guy I Saw
His jaw
Was clean and lean
And colors reflected twice as sharply
Amongst the flickering glints
In irises of fire
His hair
Was brown and grown
His face
Beautiful
And the elegant planes shifting under golden skin
Squeezed at my heart when
He caught my eye.
(I don't REMEMBER seeing you? ? If I catch your eye again I'll smile...) . I like how a five year old poem, describing a specific memory previous to it, is still vividly pertinent now, due to a wonderfully brief, sharp and almost bullet-point style. And '...elegant planes shifting...' is just one of those lines... brilliant. S x
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4/20/2024 10:02:27 AM # 1.0.0.1119
An engagingly penned close observation. Lovely. t x