Strangers Poem by jim hogg

The scent of bluebells fanned the flames of spring
And you, like cherry-blossom, rode the wind
And muscular with youth you strode the way
Between the choices we would make or break

We passed with daring eyes and thumping hearts
Across the tarmacadam, on the paths
Your kind request still took me by surprise
Beside the tennis courts; behind my eyes


As soft as April leaves in springtime rain
Your words, ran helter skelter through my veins
As arm in arm I held the perfect love
But in your shadow everything fell short

It's hard to find the words to tell the night
About the tempting vision you defined
Like Marilyn Monroe and Eve combined
But I was terrified and so, declined


You walk my dreams disguised as other girls
Along the corridors of that lost world
Like cherry-blossom on the springtime breeze
Or scent of bluebells blown between the trees


chorus
Evelyn it was long ago
When you were sunshine, I was snow
But I remember everything
Everything that might have been
No, nothing's ever what it seems
To strangers passing on the street
The petals fluttered on the breeze
On London Road between the trees