Icy Light

The party was long over,

And though from that day on,

On and off, I had been thinking of you,

I knew those thoughts never meant to stay.


Until one day, appeared a familiar face on a screen,

Long forgotten souvenir of a winter night’s dream

Parading as a timeless wink, not there to greet,

Yet strolling by to meet my gaze again.


A belated bait… was it? An angel’s trick?

Fate’s blink? Some random face on a screen,

I was then aware, many times, I would see again…



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