• that boy...
    his flame red hair tousled the glint in his emerald eyes...
    the way he smiled and the way he nodded as he passed me by
    the way he dressed in that sweet tweed jacket and the way
    those brown trousers where spotless
    although as he brushed past me it smelt as if he'd been in a pine forest for hours
    oh how I long for him.....
    I did not know him but it felt like I had for years
    that smile those eyes seem familiar.....