A night out in the rooftops of the town. We bask in the evening warmth after a hot day.
A gin and tonic, a beer, a perfect latte.
And then words and noise,
new faces and
faces with a hint of someone that I once knew hiding in them.
I am still looking for someone,
looking a bit longer than is necessary,
thinking I must know something about you,
something more than you are letting on.
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elisabeth pike 