Disclaimer: It's still not mine. Bogger. [wallflowerwriter TM ;)]
We passed upon the stair. It came as some surprise. I never expected to see him there. A chance meeting?
Oh no…
I gazed at the stair. Couldn't look into those eyes. I thought he died so long ago?
Not me…
I laughed but wouldn't shake his hand, seemingly outstretched. I try to continue my way back home, confident he cannot prevent me. For years and years I have freely roamed, the power mine alone to ply.
He smiles. I never wanted control…
Your face, to face, with the man who sold his world.
AN: Amazing song. Amazing album. Amazing Bowie. Damn him and his... amazing-ness.
All comments and critiques welcome! :)