Stranger
As she casually asks for directions, I notice she looks familiar...
Like someone I've known a lifetime ago...
Like someone I've known before...
Her hair is like satin and her eyes bursts of blue...
Her aroma is like a distant happy memory,
of a beautiful summer shore...
She is a complete stranger now...
She has a different face and name....
But I am sure she is hidden in my fondest dreams...
After her subtle touch, nothing is the same...
Copyright © Darrell Hoover | Year Posted 2012
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