First And Third Person Poem by Andrew Dabar

She entered through one door
As he by another
Did cross a crowded floor
Strangers to each other

Until she stopped, locked eyes
With him, eternally
It seemed, to my surprise
Loved someone else, not me

Barely invisible
Their unseen kiss exchanged
Hearts now divisible
Loyalties rearranged

If only a moment
Her face and neck splotched red
Intimate, proximate
I stood there, dying, dead

Ghost and sudden stranger
The outside looking in
Filled with love and anger
I'll never know again
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Andrew Dabar