...an aura of bliss.A Poem by HuwI saw the first across a room in 1999 the second across a car park a year later the third coming up to meet me and then pass by on a parallel escalator in China. Not a word passed between us only a knowing look and an incandescent smile. I haven’t seen another since but I know they are out there men who wear an aura of bliss. © 2016 Huw |
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