Platonic Date
she thinks he'll go
he navigates
toward
the
door
she hopes he thinks
there is not
gonna
be
more
his eyes glance back
and somehow
he
knows
that she
is
wanton
she takes a
deep breath
that comes
out
like a sigh......
he raises he brow
.........................................(a midnight dream?)
Copyright © Janetta Harrington | Year Posted 2007
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