The Stranger

that fine wool sweater that made my day better the one he gave to me that had the powers to see my scars, for when I bleed but that increased my greed the moment of kindness to him that made my heart flutter that made my heart stutter filled me with an empty void until I saw him again hos venom was flowing through my vein the way he smiled making his way, through the crowd that pulled him away has been on mind since that day I think just of him as I sit along the bay