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Bay Ridge, Brooklyn
by Ken HarnischI have dreamed of you
Whom I have never seen
And plot such ways
To see you
Accidentally
On purpose
Some starlit night
It would be in autumn
Where the breezes coming off
The Narrows are fresh and clean
And my intent would
Be couched in poetry
And my love would be
Caught in sighs
I have known you
Through your words
And you have known mine
At times and
Wondered
After the man
Behind the boy
I think you dream
I’d kiss you
If I saw you
Even the first time
It keeps you
Wondering
If your lips would
Be insulted
Or revered
Not wanting to know
The consequence if
The latter, we keep
Talking about talking
And dreaming about dreaming
While all the while, shying
From the possibilities
04/13/2010 Posted on 04/13/2010
Copyright © 2025 Ken Harnisch
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 04/13/10 at 12:54 PM A very nice write Ken. It makes me think of how many dreams have become reality just because we took that chance while hanging on the edge of uncertainty. |
| Posted by Johnny Crimson on 04/13/10 at 02:09 PM Oh, just stalk her already :) All jokes aside, not a bad piece. |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/13/10 at 03:05 PM Longing beautifully captured throughout. Well played and well written. |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 04/14/10 at 12:15 AM This is beautiful and a little romantic, with wishes inside. |
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