Apart

Painting by the audacious *Jack Vettriano*

Apart

We
Scarcely
Know 
Each 
Other 
Now,
As
I curtsey
And
You 
Bow.
Where 
Once 
There
Was
Heat,
We
Are
Cool
When 
We
Meet.
I’m
Not 
Displeased
To
Be
At
Ease
When 
I catch
Your 
Glance,
Now
Not
The
Gaze
Of
Romance,
But
One
Of
Guile.
I smile,
Nod,
And
Without 
A
Sigh, 
Pass 
You
By.