Eyes of a Stranger

JANUARY 16th, 2018:

Scattered eyes, scattered minds, racing for a seat.

Cityscapes blur, sounds fade;

Momentum slows weighted by monotony pervading through the space;

Sensations go unnoticed as my daydreams circle once more.

Lost in the moment, a connection electrifies through my body.

Quickened rhythms beat to the tapping foot of my soul.

The energy rises matching the tempo — my soul flawlessly matching the dance.

Rhythmic beats hit harder and harder — pulsing —

Until my stop approaches.

Awoken in the depth to a chime of the train bell,

My eyes flash open, straight into those of a stranger… and he whispers,

“Oh, how our souls could have danced…”