relieved in a look

we met


we met again long time later

over indifferent coffee

looking within a look

who would cave first?

who would be confessor

who the priest?

would there be absolution?

I caught your gaze

eyes under darkened lashes

tell me I said how you are

& your gates opened

telling tales of everything

no dam to your flow

as I heard again over

your pet peeves

angst of unrequited loves

men who never quite fit

the pattern in your head

much as I once did not

& I noticed your eyes

not ever focussing on mine

I was finally off the hook

now just a bucket for your woes

I was relieved by a look

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