Passing eachother on a side walk,
words spoke only once hello.
a question in thought,
could he be, would she maybe of,
a face never seen, my heart only asks,
I know you, but my eyes can only question
how if this is, seeing you for the first time.
there is a reason we pass through lifes together.
can we forget what we know,
what we have been taught, just say what we feel,
uncertain, with not caring the reply.
by daphne brown