she strode
I looked up from my phone
eyes bleary and adjusting,
was it you coming towards me
a vision of blue; a dolphin swimming the skies,
dressed in a nurses attire
hurrying up the lane,
looking older than your years
life had given you no easy way,
you smiled, your head on one side
you looked down; your brown eyes didn’t catch my gaze,
we knew the years had fallen and flown
and we were right back here again,
she strode with a vapid arrogance
that not even she believed,
it didn’t intimidate or impress me
we were different fools back then,
