walked down the busiest street in this whole city
through a thousand faces that i will never know or remember,
past places i might never go, may one day stray
stepped into the spaces which mill & shift around me
stepped into the space
&
there
you
were.

you had paused
for only a moment
to allow just
one glimpse
of the you who
does not see me.

then.
then.
then.

the sideways glance which confirms
the strangeness under which
our eyes always meet; the spell
which stretches over all my nights,
undermines all of my days.

here
in the
unlikeliest of lands
we begin to stretch
our spells
further.