Shadow Touch ~
You saw me a thousand times but never actually knew I was there.
You walked past me
shared buses and libraries and an occasional lecture.
But you never saw me,
never looked at me in a way that stopped and hooked your eyes into
like a blurred photo sharpened.
I never stepped out from the bland safety of the background.
I never tried to hold your eyes with a smile or a gesture.
Perhaps if I’d put on a layer of protective face paint and hid behind large glasses
and played music
you may have dropped a quarter in my hat
with a curiosity about what was really there
and in that moment
more than just our shadows may have touched.
But I never did and you never did and there was no fault…
It’s just the way of the solitary heart.
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