Fleeting

Fleeting

A passing car called out a greeting,
I saw a face if only fleeting,
could it be you,
let it be you.

Sudden tears sting me I am blind,
through this veil I try to find,
the number plate,
but it won’t wait.

Now I find that I’m out of control,
I’ve fallen into a lovesick hole,
without you near,
I need you here.

Fleeting

bobmarks

York, United Kingdom

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