Sunset

I met him in a crowded restaurant. He walked right up to me and asked me if I’d seen the sunset the night before. I said no. He said he wished he could have shared it with me and that his name was Wilson. He kissed my cheek, handed me a slip of paper and seemingly walked out of my life.

I stared at the note all the while eating my grilled McChicken sandwich. On the piece of paper was written:

In your eyes I see a love of life
I can imagine you’ve faced much strife
Into my mind you twirled
You danced into my world
I want a place in your vision
Outside all of this derision
Away from this fast food
Call me if in the mood