Evanescence

 Like a flash of distinctness in sameness

there was an instant

at which a feeling mirrored in his glance

long, as if in a dark brushstroke,

and 'twas filled with unswerving sadness

floating towards me in a wave

'till my eyes ran away...

It's hard to say

if 'twas before or then,

he may have wanted

to utter more than

a silent greeting;

my mere "hello" and my eyes fleeing

let him, or made him, go away...

I tore one piece, 

a short spell of another kind,

out of one and the some mozaic

in search for a meaning;

I sensed his aura everywhere,

but still 'twas as if I wasn't even there...

Evanescence © Ladanseuse

Written on 29. 1. 2006