Born From a Glance Part One

Linda Lori on Jun 8, 2011

A poem about a friendship born from a glance. Part two is a mystery.

We met as a glance, very unplanned,
But dually invited for a closer look.
Ideas and thoughts bounced around,
Searching for a safe place to land.

Walls were up from patterned way,
But laughter echoed through their heights.
Our visions unfolded provocatively,
And my mind reached out to play.

I began looking forward to each line,
Even his reports of the weather.
I felt a certain comfort in our exchange,
A neutral zone of its own design.

This friendship had no race to romance,
Nothing to confine or assume.
I welcomed the absence of complexity,
Of this bond born from a glance.

To Be Continued…..

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yes me on Jun 11, 2011
That is the fun in words Linda… one can be anything or anyone when words play with us, or us them [ how can a blouse have a hem ] cheers looking forward already
obikelvin on Jun 14, 2011
Interesting.Well done!
Zappy on Jun 22, 2011
This write will take more than a Glance.
To read over and over or to remember?

Hi there!