Robe Project — 47- Seen and sees back

She was so young , a second glance

As radar we have, she glanced again

A black short sleeved sweater

Not so young to be creepy — me

But younger too much younger than

She looked again, I looked up she smiles

Just a hint but here, real

Then her stop she stands and turns

Looks back, what did she see?

Then gone and down the street

She one way the bus with me, the other

A pleasant moment to savour

That means only what it was

A set of shared glances, nothing more

No desire, we maybe?, some

Doubt more, a pleasure, in shared glances

Someone is seen and sees back.

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