It's amazing how much you can miss a stranger.
It's amazing how much you wish you could hear their words.
Longing?
Maybe that isn't the right word.
You can admire a face
A perfect slender nose
Soft eyes that have seen more than you could ever imagine
Windows showing deep sadness-
A sweetness
She reflects your soul.
You might not know where they come from
Or where they are now
Or even their full name
But you know you enjoy their presence in your life, no matter how brief
Their words
Their stories
Their poems
It makes you feel full.
You can tell that she's wonderful,
elegant,
real,
infinitely deep.
And you're left,
longing...
between midnight and 3am.
But then again, maybe that's not the right word.