Who I've Never Met

No names, memories or special moments;

No history, stories or lingering focus—

All we share is a look but that’s all we need.

For a moment of time so slight

In other respects it is nonexistent

Our eyes meet

And unwillingly our lives are revealed.

In yours I see one who cares

But who has been touched by sadness—

An ageless beauty that’s afraid of the world

And those that inhabit it.

In mine you see one with a passion burning,

An endless mission,

One who’s lost in the fear searing.

With our gazes fading

We are met by a silent nod of approval—

A shrouded understanding.

No names, memories or special moments;

No history, stories or lingering focus

DannYetman

www.yetmpoetry.blogspot.com