I have noticed you at night.
Your promise laden presence
Precedes you into every room
And I forget to breathe.
I have noticed you at night,
Floating in a cloud of faces
That fade to grey, pale to post scripts
In the light electric of your smile.
I have noticed you at night,
Stolen glances, crowded rooms
And dreamt of drowning (once again)
In pools of cerulean blue.
I have noticed you at night,
Veiled in an air of intimacy
And, if frank, rue the fact it’s worn
For someone else. Not me.
I have noticed you at night,
And found, despite myself,
I celebrate your living,
And am blessed to see you loving.
Christopher Leach
Lovely poem. Thank you.
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