They have whispered,
we meet again in this pub,
unplanned, unrehearsed,
but then again our eyes meet,
you sit next to me I buy you a drink,
we talk about our day,
you make me laugh,
and in return make you too,
sometimes I wish I could kiss you,
or other times you just kiss me,
we hug and embrace as once again,
we depart with out a trace,
of ever knowing each other at all.
Walter C. Edwards
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/they-have-whispered/
