sharp memories

the persistent ones
of you deep in thought
from those encounters
few and far between

the steady knocking
of skin wrapped knuckle
against the underside
of a wooden table

the thumb and forefinger
softly absently strumming
at the corner of lower lip
to a silent melody

the slim sinewy arms
curled around knees
elevated by bare feet
resting on sofa cushion

always the krop umpel eyes
focused in the distance
that sooner or later returned
to meet my rapt gaze

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