Pause on a Whisper

I passed you on the street today.
Like all the days before this very one.
Glancing side ways,  I saw
The sun stream through your hair
And smelled a hint of lilac in the air.
Captivated by the sound of your
High heeled shoes on the pavement,
I paused for a whisper of a moment.
And feeling that pause,
As though I had reached out to you,
You stopped.
Time stopped.
My world stopped.
Inside that moment
Another was created.
That creation began to flow
Then form into a life of its own
Only to dissolve amongst
The  fading sound
Of clip clopping high heeled shoes
And the dying scent of lilac in the air.

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