Sye Sanders Poet I do not know?

Love Letter To Sarah #182

You remind me of a Rock Star.
Only without a microphone or drug habit.

You've got that aura of a punk chic persona.
Just as I lean over the album cover to snort another line,
I am surprised that I do not see your face staring back.

In a perfect world;
You'd play guitar and smash up hotel rooms.

Pushing a single strand of red out of your eyes 
And tucking it neatly behind your ear, 
You lean into me with hugely dilated pupils 
And whisper; 'What is with the trainers?'

I shrug my shoulders and mumble; 'It’s an Ibiza thing.'

Clicking the heels on your cowboy boots together in unison, 
You mouth the words; 'Pass me a pen.'

'I do not need your name on the side of my trainers 
To tell me that you existed this summer,' I reply.

You smile. And I whisper to myself.
'I wonder if she will remember me when she is famous.'

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Carol Sunshine Brown January 18, 2012 at 12:44 PM I stopped by to see if you have written anything new Sye. It was a pleasure to read your excellent poetry today.Thank you for sharing it. Love, Carol