Tall Dark Stranger

By Jason Villanueva from Pexels

I see you
On the other side of the party
This revelry of friends between closeted lockdowns
A bohemian consortium of lost souls and cold hearts
Tall, dark and handsome
You wear a repressed smile as though pained
What burnt you, burns you still
We spend the dawn hours of the moonlit garden party,
between idle chit-chats and cannabis fuelled debates
We scarcely speak
A few words, nothing more
We are listeners and so read far more from what’s not said
I am…