Varsity
Anticipation.
Such an extremity,
Like the letters
I used to write.
Which are of
no consequence
Now.
I had hoped
they'd allow us
at least one
connection.
I made an enemy
that day when you
wore corn husks
In your ears.
You've already
Forgotten, but
I've remained.
Longing for
what should have
Never been touched
or Told.
Copyright © Ian D. Campbell | Year Posted 2012
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