hallway crush
Its amazing how one can find inspiration in the most mundane of things. Last business trip here, we had to go to and fro the server room everyday. That meant a lengthy 10 minute walk from our cubicles on the 3rd floor to the server rooms on the first. And that in turn meant walking through long hallways .. elevators and whatnot. Just my luck on one of those trips, I chanced upon one *absolutely pretty* girl. Never have I been drawn to write something for somebody I met for all of 5 seconds. I guess homesickness can do a lot to ya.
A Gray Skirt, A Black Shirt
your strained eyes fix on hers
across the silent halls
praying that it remembers
her sight that hid the walls
a stalled memory in all its worth
will you keep of her face
and a gray skirt, a black shirt
and her short, sudden gaze.
05/29/2006
RGalang
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