Saturday, October 6, 2007

Glancing with patience

Sometimes it's hard to hang out in the crowd. Where the conversations are trivial and words fly without thinking. All that is wanted, all that is needed, seems to stand alone.

At a distance, it's unfathomable. At close range, unmistakable. Can you feel it?

You stand there with patience, as I sit waiting. Glancing up, knowing, expecting.

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