there is a space in our mind
where thoughts are formed
which we do not express
when let’s say you catch a glance of someone
in the street
who smiles and you smile back but pass by
and forget about them
although you’ve never known them to start with
until days later you wake
in the night
from the darkness of a vanished dream
about some other person and their smile
that passing instant returns like a flash
to you vivid as lightning and fades as quickly
in bleached black
yet has left its impression
as if imprinted on your brain
so when you look away a shadow
of it still is there smudged
in faded pigments
like the glimpse of a ghost
of something you don’t quite believe
in
or a déja-vu of such familiar oddity
that it’s unsettling and draws you close
in
as a lover lost from long ago
who seems suddenly close and wants to hug
you back from your absence to feel
the sort of things that you cannot describe
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Omm
8 february 2018
Great words. Expresses something I felt a long time without realizing till I saw it written here.
Thanks Jeff, that’s great to hear.