
Dear Lover,
It doesn't matter where it is.
Art gallery.
Airport.
Alleyway.
Or the antihistamine aisle of a drugstore.
I just want that happenstance.
Of seeing you.
Across a distance.
And knowing.
BUT knowing!
Just how much I'd love you to be.
Looped in the loops of my hair.
Love,
Me.
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