Know
Slightly sunny, yet cold
Still writing, scribbling down useless droll
Hears strumming of guitar
Sighs and looks out the window shyly
Emeraldo there, like a burn in dawn
The buildings floating above the pavement
Stares at him…lustfully…in awe
Emeraldo looks up suddenly at form
Quickly looks away and closes the curtain
...
He will never know
No, he will never
Know
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2012
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