CHANCE MEETINGS
by: Conrad Aiken (1889-1973)
- N the mazes
of loitering people, the watchful and furtive,
- The shadows of tree-trunks and shadows of leaves,
- In the drowse of the sunlight, among the low voices,
- I suddenly face you,
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- Your dark eyes return for a space from her who is with you,
- They shine into mine with a sunlit desire,
- They say an 'I love you, what star do you live on?'
- They smile and then darken,
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- And silent, I answer 'You too--I have known you,--I love
you!--'
- And the shadows of tree-trunks and shadows of leaves
- Interlace with low voices and footsteps and sunlight
- To divide us forever.
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