i saw her, a revelation in glorious technicolour, standing by the bus stop,


she smiled at me, wrenching my heart off my sleeve.


i see her still,

now in faded black and white,


wondering where she may be, after all these years, months, days, moments,


with time trickling through our lives,


knotting destiny into a silken weave,


time, ah time!


slipping away,

down fate’s random sieve …