Flavour For Faces Poem by Ragy Sandid

Flavour For Faces



I think I met my match
In one of those places
Finally I could catch
A flavour for faces

When my eyes chase younger
I think strawberry and pineapple
When my eyes chase my reminders
I think oranges and apple

When my eyes roll at older
I think watermelons
They seem to go un folder
The sales Item and the seller for the selling

As every face turns
They seem to turn with time’s tide
As if every face returns
A part they rented and the rent denied

Glad to see one of them smile
While the others wait their due
I remember that flavour in that file
I remember someone had my flavour too.

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