A Brief Encounter

It happened on a bus

there was standing room only

it was perfectly normal in London

at the stops we jostled to get off

a young woman with black hair

and green eyes stood before me

our eyes met briefly and she smiled

I smiled back and then the bus stopped

she got off and I never saw her again

but we recognised each other

from another life

She was beautiful

I remember her clothes

her fragrance

and her earrings

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