Watching Me Watching You
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Watching me watching you?
Can not be claimed,
To be original.
Or have it heard to say,
There is nothing else to do.
Since neither one of us,
Has been blessed with looks...
To stop traffic.
Even when crossing a street.
That has stop signs in neon.
On both sides.
While we pretend a waving,
To people who are not there.
Embarrassed.
When no response is returned.
Although hoping...
At least 'some' recognition,
Is given to each other.
From a distance.
Yet happy not to get it.
As we approach closer.
Turning our heads away.
Thanking God,
To have allowed us...
Done to do that safely to pass.
And free from having,
Long lasting regrets.
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