A fringe of dyed emerald
Hair peeks out
From behind your hijab
Shy smile white teeth
Your wrapping a deep ocean blue
With distant glittery suns
Woven in it
Smokey nebulae surround
A grin worth galaxies
Poetry class peer
Advanced Writing workshopper
Award winner
Yet some split ends
Were showing
And I pointed
Them out to you
As I was sat for lunch
And you came to talk
And you appreciated
Me pointing them out
Deep hazel eyes
Powdery makeup
Stopping by
To say “Hi.”
To me
Leaving now
Probably forever
You’re a rocketeer
Blasting off
Departing
So long
My friend
Should I…?
Nah.
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