Rewriting, revising... I love this poem, all except the last line in stanza two. Suggestions, please. This GLANCE things happens to me especially when I'm feeling relaxed and comfortable with myself. How about you? Dewell
THE GLANCE
You almost touched my shoulder
I almost brushed your sleeve
I going down the stairs
you going up.
We paused at the landing,
looked fully at each other,
exchanged slight smiles,
shared an unguarded glance
of inner worlds.
How can we ever forget each other now,
we, who, for a moment, were so intimate?
-Dewell H. Byrd
THE GLANCE
You almost touched my shoulder
I almost brushed your sleeve
I going down the stairs
you going up.
We paused at the landing,
looked fully at each other,
exchanged slight smiles,
shared an unguarded glance
of inner worlds.
How can we ever forget each other now,
we, who, for a moment, were so intimate?
-Dewell H. Byrd