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If only you knew
If only you knew
How, like a wallflower, I have wished for you.
Too shy to lift my eyes to yours.
Your wrists. Your shoulder.
I lean on you to steady me,
Wobbling above,
I wish we were in love.
Maybe it's best that I stay away
But does she write you poems like this?
Sometimes you are just a name
and a time zone
And I wonder
Are you counting backwards
eight hours as I do forwards?
Expecting to see you
behind the wheel of every red car I see
but you are not the only person who drives a red car.
I wished for you
when I tossed my penny in the fountain
And I hummed your song on the train home.
Copyright ©
Annabelle Bentley
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