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 © | Year Posted 2007

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