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Shadows

I walk the streets of foreign soil alone—
And look for you in every street café`;
Lovers’ laughter bubbles everywhere
Like pink champagne. And flowers, multi-hued,
The golden hyacinth and orange mum,
The purple primrose, like myrrh and frankincense
Pervade the air with fragrance sweet and light—
(Like your body scent one loving carefree night) .

And every corner that I turn, I hope
To find you waiting there—in black and white.

I follow endlessly the peopled walks
And turn each way to peer into the crowded shops.
I squint above the sun-sprayed windows
There to find you smiling down on me.
But then you vanish as an image in
A mirrored pool disturbed by pebbles cast.
I wander through the parks along the shore;
I trod the squares and peek through every door

In curiosity. But when night falls, I pause
In silence, to listen to your voice

Once more
NORMAN ROSS
Saturday, August 14, 2010
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