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Watching, a past-time


People watching.
A past-time.
Have a coffee, watch.
A story in the making.

A love affair.
A fight between lovers.
A break-up, goodbye.
The silent picture.

Make believe.
The imagination.
Mini production.
To watch, to direct.

From the cafe table.
Scanning the room.
A frown, a laugh.
Someone else is scanning.

Our eyes connect.
Caught in action.
Sheepish we are.
We look away.

What are the odds?
Same hobby, same place in time.
You, watching.
I, watching.

By C.E. Pereira