You thought I'd never see as you pick a fallen lash in isolation
And gently blew after a wish
But I may never have,
I was preoccupied by the warmth of our touching legs
Busy memorizing the feel of our close proximity
However never close enough
The hazy view through the glass window was an excuse to steal a glance, never a gaze
For if I linger too long I'm scared to be lost in your innocent face
Closed eyes and parted lips
Calm and even paced breathing
I rack up my brain of the memory of your scent
But later settled for blossoming spring
I panic as I recall the date today
A pang of hurt and longing has crept from the pit of my stomach up my chest, tightening until I'm breathless
The rain makes it worse
And the sad ballads playing on the radio mocks my pain
What is in your mind right now? Do you know? Or do you choose to disregard?
I made a mistake when I elbowed you to wake up for a silly thing I saw outside
But I wanted your attention
And to hear your voice if not your thoughts
And then you smiled
The all-knowing smile that none but you could pull-off
And I melted inside
Bitter-sweet
A moment of rest for the both of us
Although not together
I will miss you
And my every dinner will be incomplete
And my mornings will never start right
And my Saturdays will be sad
But we will meet again
After a year
YOU ARE READING
WORD PLAY
Poetry"The lonesome hours is when imagination is vast, limitless even". Word Play is a collection of poetry of all kinds made in the most haphazard moments of a gay girl's life. note: for the part about the 2015 movie Carol, see chapter titled "carol" P.S...
