Time to
leave, but before,
A quick look all around.
Perchance, our eyes meet!
I pause.
Turn back.
Give in to the invisible string
pulling me to you.
What worries
gnaw
at the core
of your heart?
What
existential questions
fix your eyes
upon that spot?
Quietly, I
tip-toe
lest any sound
break our connection.
I kneel in front
of you,
and yet, you see
past (or through?) me.
Mahabubnagar district, Telangana, India. September 2014
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