Eyes blink open and close in the brown leather shine
His jacket reflecting off of the nearest yellow road lamp
While the rain falls if only to pursue a companion
Windy whispers chase tussled locks at the intended target
Dense drops slide off his shoulders in damp residue tracks
Huddled and clutching his elbows with white knuckled fists
Heavy hearted expectations channel self and keep one intact
Strong enough to smile back at the few who notice him
Hiding self behind wishes to express every true emotion
He hums an unfinished tune of absent desire in his passion
Cigarette balancing between nicotine stained thumb and forefinger
As each booted footstep reverbs off of the pavement
Swallowed by silence in his moment of contemplation
He wonders if she ever gives him the same consideration
The golden pin attached to the front pocket flap
Shone brighter than the sun at different angles
Not distinguishable through the rain or the subsequent fog
But flashes of intent collect the most of any peripheral
I am grateful for sleep ❤
Muse Writer 