The Blonde Next Door
My thoughts
drifting between rhyme
and un-rhyme.
A scenario, I write
where
me and you, we lovingly pursue our dreams.
I am blessed, sure I am,
but when my thoughts awaken
in reality, you are
happily married to someone
with three kids.
And I sigh…ahh!
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