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When she sat by me
That day on the crowded bus
There were vibrations

Vibrations and the sweet scent
Love imbibes the air
To undulate like nothing before

Now    years later –
When I think about it –
This mental iridescence altered awareness

The shut-out was instantaneous
An outward veil transparent
With vibrations deeper than moment magic
    or eyes can invent

Oh the shut-out!
When there is only her
Only me in touch

And the moment
Moment of ecstasy
No word-loaded poem can describe

If poem there be
It is a finally erased line

Dave Austin
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Mac Donald Avatar
June 3, 2016 at 1:16 PM
Maybe you were lucky during what might seem an unlucky event? "Well! I've often seen a cat without a grin; but a grin without a cat! It's the most curious thing I ever say in my life! -Alice". We could ask Alice, she might find the answer in tea-leaves .:) Love you Daver! Mikki
Lamoureux Avatar
March 20, 2016 at 3:33 PM
This would go well with my Sky Train Girl Poem. I enjoyed this piece.
Austin Avatar
March 21, 2016 at 11:13 AM
I'll look up Sky Train Girl. Thanks for the read. Love, daver
Dietrich Avatar
March 20, 2016 at 1:34 PM
I love this, Daver. Some people just do this to us. And then poof, they are gone.
Marcum Wong Avatar
March 20, 2016 at 5:37 AM
Smitten...one never forgets. I love the way you ended this Daver. ; )
Austin Avatar
March 20, 2016 at 11:29 AM
I felt spring this morning - a tiny, tiny bud on a skinny branch. Thanks for the visit. Love, daver
Dunn Avatar
March 19, 2016 at 1:03 PM
Dear Daver Nice piece on young love, inspirational written and awesomely clever enjoyed the read today glad I decided to stop by your site, take care and I'm looking forward to reading more of your poetry in the future, cheri
Austin Avatar
March 20, 2016 at 11:42 AM
Bet you're as pretty as your picture. Good poet too. Thanks for reading my stuff, Love, Old daver
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