Our eyes met
Something inexplicable passed between us
In that moment
She was standing by the window
Watching the splatter of rain
The slight mist coating the glass
Couldn't hide the yearning in her eyes
In that individual moment
She held me
With those distant eyes
Did I see an ounce of tear
Or it was the cloudy veil of the skies
Before I could realize
A hand on her shoulder pulled her back
And the curtain fell
My rickshaw moved forward
Through the red light area.
©LR
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