Below Belief

Two strangers. Two faces.
Two minds. Two races.
Two glances. Two gazes.
Two mental embraces.
Over easy. No ties.
Just friendly. No lies.
Eyes prancing. Eyes chasing.
Uncertain. Heart racing.
Recognition. Eyes meeting.
Returning the smile.
There is nothing to link them,
yet nothing to bar them.
Friendship is free for the taking
An immediate attraction.
A wry smile of amusement.
Averting the gaze and returning the smile.

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