Perfect stranger

I walked the hallway in anger
Listening to the footsteps of a stranger.
Pressed my thoughts
And lined them on a hanger
She smiled, we converse.
It made me some joy and laughter.

Patiently, I sat at the diner
Listening for the words of a stranger
Pressed my thoughts
And lined them on a hanger
A warm hug, we wine and dine.
It left me full and buried all hate.

I'm layed on the soafer, unsure
Longing for the touch of a stranger
Pressed my thoughts
And lined them on a hanger
She danced, we carress.
It kept me home in sweet duress.

Tiredly, I chase after the train
Thinking about a beautiful stranger
Pressed my thoughts
And lined them on a hanger
Wrong timing, perfect encounter.
It gave me love for the perfect stranger.

Fimisola Samuel
23-09-14