All In The Day...

...and we sat
facing each other
all set to share
a few words between us
the words that remained unuttered
flew from the finger tips
and settled on each other's skin
two cups of coffee lie there
a layer of cream clutching the insides
glances avoided we sat there
facing each other till a tiny bird
landed on the window sill
caused my neck turn
the bird flew away and now
my neck turned again to you

my eyes for no specific reason
rested on your lips that failed
to come together for a word at least
now appeared strangely expressive

30jun2010
22.47hrs

poem by Indira Babbellapati
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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