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Passing By - 16/03/2001

Dew-wet soles leave hazy echoes
resonating on potholed tarmac,
legacies of dawn's polish
feigning lustre on peeling benches.

Church bells briefly immortalise
a milestone in time
chiming a solemn obituary,
grieving aloud for all to hear.

Passing under protective limbs
strangers collide without touching,
as personal spaces merge
on a path too narrow for comfort.

Vestiges of delicate perfumery
dissipate in the morning air
with the rhythmic departure
of designer Italian heels.

She leaves scented footprints
In the shifting sand of his mind,
someday he vows, he will smile
catch her eye and say hello
 
© Nicholas Vosper 2001