Stephen Mayne Poet Rhyme

The Stranger

Something in the way you looked at me.
Something perhaps I could see.

Your eyes lower, you flash a smile my way.
You make my chest tight, but I want you to stay.

So many words I hear you say.
But not once did your lips stray.

Turn your head, let me see.
What is it, your shy to talk to me.

Still I feel you longing, wanting to know.
But when I look up, you just get up and quietly go.



Written 2003

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Poet Tellaferro November 11, 2021 at 6:48 AM Nice work, tight and controlled. A snapshot of those chance encounters that fail due to our inability to communicate ie being shy. Stephen Mayne November 13, 2021 at 1:50 AM Thank you

Kenisha Shines March 6, 2020 at 10:52 AM enjoyed reading your poem.have a great day:) Stephen Mayne March 6, 2020 at 11:46 AM Thank you, have a lovely day too!