She said that I wore a watch,

A timepiece that she had not thought

I should have ever worn

As I ought.

I sat smiling,

Like an idiot

My thoughts yet beguiling

While I waited, listening

To any spoken word, blissfully.

What was left?

Why am I bereft?

05/03/2005

Posted on 03/30/2007
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