Elevator #1

Accidental poetry in the way our eyes met

and lingered for one, two, ten seconds.

Accidental poetry in your half grin from

winning the stare game.

Accidental poetry in all the glances

at the hallways

at the library

at the canteen

outside the school.

Accidental poetry in the way I wore

the smile you gave me that night

and how I'm always gonna wear it

every day,

every time I remember

the way we talked

with our eyes

and you,
all of you.

(v.a.)