He sees her in the corner of his eye,

splashes of colour on a passer by.

He beams a smile, a worthy invite,

as she glides on by this giver of light.

Inhaling sweet air, she smells of roses,

fragrant as a spring day, it encloses

visions of balmy days, chasing through grass.

Emotions and feelings he must surpass.

His face crumbles as she turns a corner.

Disappointment fills his heart, a mourner

for love he could have had, but never did.

Strong emotions he knows must be kept hid.

Head bent, his heavy feet move him along,

knowing that he would never have belonged

in her world of loveliness and perfection.

Could he ever have held her affection?

Day dreaming he does not notice the rain,

bouncing, exploding, his feelings contained.

Nestled in the corner of his warm heart

love bleeds out, emotions now set apart.

With a sigh full of woe his damp thoughts shift,

possibilities of a partnership.

As she passes him, he catches her eye,

splashes of colour on a passer by.

 

Janie Phillips