The amber, then the red light
Raised their invisible hands
Persuading me to stop, I did
Looking and searching on both sides
I stole a glance
Of that glorious face of hers
By instinct she turned and stole a glance
We exchanged some orphaned smiles
Just then the amber, then the green light
Impatience from behind noise build up
She turned right
I without choice turned left
Who owned that radiant face?
Where was she going from there?
I wonder!
I wonder….
© YUSUF ADAMU 2008
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