Beautiful Stranger

So many strangers on the street ones you never meet or greet

Million faces I don’t recognize but yours I see, candescent, sublime

 My heart skips a beat, you’re a song on repeat, taking me high above the concrete 

Nothing else I feel but your presence, ecstacy, unaware of of time

What you did to me, I feel complete, no longer discreet

Are you for real? Is this love I feel? It’s like a beautiful rhyme 

Beautiful stranger on the street…

The Gypsy

I don’t usually write this sort of stuff but I seldom try.




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