" Was It You "

                    Was It You


Was that you on the sun kissed easy
        in Dockers shoes and steel blue shirtsleeves.
I thought I heard your wag
        Peddling a faint.

Was that your smile that nicked
        me, beaming anew.
Holding onto a gaze
        Curled in reissued mirth.

It looked like you I pinched
        Carrying parcels and books
I saw the back of you walk away, still
        wearing my daystar.

The night-blinds have lifted the juggins
        And, still, I rummage...
In my quest for the key
        to the nightlatch.

I listen and hear the soundless mime
        lorry the ransomed knob. 

     
© 2007 Sarai Akscyn

Reviews

[Phibby Venable]

has a dream like quality of gentle longing.
I love the ending lines..wonderful work!

[Ed Hart]

i like it, i like it...delicious

[Emily B]

oh, wow! Light and airy but intriguing all the same.

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

Very nicely written write. It has a gentle feel of love peeking from it's words.

Thaks so much for entering my contest and the best of luck to you.