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That path’s downtrodden
with souls fluttering here and there
And one skips in partial ignorance
Bearing trust of love's arrival
Oh, she’s been here before
She revels in the familiar sights
and finds comfort in the traffic
But nothing makes her gladder
than colliding into him
clasping onto his pleasant pleasantries
the present of presence
privy to his pensiveness
She stays in place except
in her mind she flows around him
She dances gracefully when he recites
She sighs abundantly when he smiles
She wants him to dwell in her heart
lowering the price with each encounter
disheartened by the missing demand
for he wanders, like her,
down the same roads
with serenity as his abode