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Ghost

Walking to the river
I see a man walking
Towards me, a man
Maybe, from the construction site

And as he passes
He looks at me,
Briefly, the same way
You did – with all that inexplicable

Awkward love in
His eyes, a shy
Snaggle-toothed grin,
A small gesture saying I feel so much

Unsaid and
For a moment
My heart tears
Itself up in my chest, then he is

Gone and I keep walking
Towards the river.