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| encounter |
| You haunt me, |
| thief of my thoughts -- |
| every time that I see you, |
| all those other things I might do |
| I forget at your sight; |
| and I look for you now |
| every time in that place I first saw you; |
| lithe, graceful, |
| elegance moving in black, |
| dark eyes that pierce, |
| you wrench my heart |
| every time that you come in my sight; |
| and I fear the next time |
| hoping you'd see me |
| as I pass |
| within frantic heartbeats' length |
| of your eyes. |
| © Jon Bohrn (1998) |
