The Woman You Could Have Loved Poem by Rani Turton

If you come upon those
Rainbows, those sunsets, those narrow city streets

Before the parting of ways; from time to time
The perfume from women's hair might jostle your memory:
Your sensitive hands, whilst touching fine silk
Might remember another time; your eyes
Resting on another face that resembles another's from another time
Might remind you elusively, furtively of

The woman you could have loved.

Copyright: Rani Turton