Sunday, September 19, 2010

The One When I'll Just Know.




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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