If I read your favourite books
By the river you would stop for me.
Weren't you by the river those days?
I think the reason I haven't found you
In the neighborhood where we both live is
That I am moving too quickly.
My bicycle wheels turn too fast,
Pedestrian legs wind pavement.
If I moved more slowly,
I would stay in one place long enough to
See you pass it.
If I stood still,
Like a pinhole camera on a long exposure,
Would I capture you?
I will be a beetle on the sidewalk waiting.
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