Remembering A Face - Poem by RIC BASTASA

i saw that face before
but i just can't remember the name
delightful like a glossy red apple
alone in a tray
the face sees me as a face too
deja vu
we remember each other
as delights
like flowers newly picked from a garden
then put in a vase
against the morning light
filtered by the green drapes
we recall
and then we remember what happened
between us
sometime ago in another party
when we were drunk
we smiled with each other
and the we transferred our gaze
to our respective partners
their hands on our laps
i guess
they have no idea
even the slightest hint
of what we are
and what we did sometime
that cold night
when we were just strangers.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 12, 2010

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