The circus came to town
on that field
next to the old lion park
and a dark haired gypsy girl
in a way looked like you
twitched and made the same
movements as you
and I gazed at her on the trapeze
as if she was your darker half
and later she approached me
and said that my eyes
were full of sorrow
and she thought that we
had met somewhere before,
or maybe in another life
but you know
that I do not believe
in that kind of thing
and she was astonished
when I showed her
a photo of you
and said that you
could have been her sister.
Gert Strydom
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-circus-came-to-town/
