Fleeting Flirtation

 There is an art:

which each of us create

anew with each encounter,

whatever day.


…safely exhilarating…

…securely coy…

…furtive, fleeting, taboo…

though willingly innate.


silent observers swear by it:

the glance, the presence, the immense haughtiness.

innocent…yet charged with minute passion.


a glance met…

as a mask slides upon each player’s face:

a mute drama begins.


around each involvee a force field emerges:

actions of the other magnified,

leaving all else oblivious.


engaged in this duel of strangers two,

interest is feigned upon all else but the other,

so daringly they counter each other’s broach of space.


The untouched brush:


so close, so close…

to reach out and trace a finger upon….


yet moment by moment intimacy,

cannot purely connect them.


so there one and one,

stay each unknown:


to continue their glance

to continue their silent dance…


8 thoughts on “Fleeting Flirtation

  1. Pawan Hira (awakeningpsyche) says:

    soothing voice….and I’m quite surprised how these words connect in my life……nicely penned down…:)

  2. Eric Alagan says:

    What a conquest…and mostly in the mind, a heavenly intoxication, that puts on smiles…she saw, he smiled – but so did everyone else 🙂

    • QueridaJ says:

      =) Thank you Eric for your comment, many a time even a smile is giving too much of a clue…it’s a silent battle of “looking to catch the other person looking” =)

  3. asoulwalker says:

    I felt like I was straining towards the screen more and more as I read farther on in the poem. I felt it pulling me. This is excellent.

  4. “yet moment by moment intimacy,
    cannot purely connect them.”

    …beauteous indeed.

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