Remnants of a summer's day ending.
Shapes rushing home, merging, blending.
I'm feeling beat. Steaming coffee outside. Position a chair to rest my feet.
Stealing glances. Night advances.
People watching. Coy smiles. Subtle blushing.
The fading sun glows. Time slows.
Struck by Deja Vu.
Across the street A girl I knew. What to do?
Stop my arm from raising up.
Sit and watch. Look don't touch.
Satin hair blows out of her face.
Flashbacks to a familiar place.
Warm nights on a now lonely bed.
Dancing fingers on my chest.
Love felt but left unsaid.
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