This afternoon

This afternoon I am sad

and would like to cry

but something just inside of me

softly, stealthily

is screening me from tears

This afternoon I am alone

and would like to smile

the bittersweet emotion

playing, flickering

in my eyes, cheeks and lips

This afternoon I am lost

and would like someone to find me

Just the warm grasp of

a glance or a shrug would be

perhaps more than I could bear