Momentary Gaze
#PassingStrangers
I sat there with a novel in hand
I was already reading, on page 365 at last.
As I looked up to gaze outside of the train
Someone was gazing, his glare so vain.
I thought to look away but he had the same thought ...
I sat there with a novel in hand
I was already reading, on page 365 at last.
As I looked up to gaze outside of the train
Someone was gazing, his glare so vain.
I thought to look away but he had the same thought ...