hey there confectionary princess;
    so sweet and innocent.

standing here, before me
with your soft sugar lips,
blue candy eyes, and
golden vanilla hair

not saying hello.

again.

We did go out last week
... or was I just dreaming?
perhaps only one of many suitors,
looking to taste your candy.
so naturally you don't remember
that night ad infinitum.

and of course it's only proper
for you to stand forever
staring at my desire
and bluntly turning away

I can hear the soft click of your heel and see
the way your hair doesn't flick my way,
how your eyes avert
quietly brushing off my gaze.
noticably strolling into the distance, casually
as if I were nothing.

and perhaps I am.

01/19/2003

Posted on 01/20/2003
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