I wandered
lonely in a crowd
of tourists in Rome
that nudged and pushed
through museums,
fountains and the colosseum,
when all at once
I saw her there.
Her hair falling
like the Niagara Falls.
I floated towards her
on a cloud.
Suddenly,
from the other side
he waltzed in...
I was lonely again.
Three is a crowd.
© Ganesh Eashwar, May 2024.