January night
saw you
coming
down the street
cold darkness
warmed
so close to you
to hear
your music
Reminds you
of
her
you're in love
and you tell
me that
she loves you
but
not in love
I love you too
not in love
but love
quiet moment
in the street
listening
to
love
in the hood
in your presence
in your aura
a perfect hug
I almost cried
as I
walked
away
I almost cried
I love you
but not in love
by Kathleen Moll
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