Monday, June 28, 2010

dreaming

I can write the perfect
romance.
Right now,
it stars
you and me.
Long, slow kisses
followed by gentle
lip presses.
Midnight
Mid Day
Phone calls
just to say 'hi'.
Flowers arrive at my door.
Cookies come to yours.

I can write the perfect romance
the one where you love--
even like me back.
But here I am,
alone.
It's all just words
in my head.

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