Friday, November 12, 2010

True Love

When I think about it,
I don't want dinners amidst candles
or
to walk down the aisle in a shower of confetti
or
even pictures of us as shiny happy people.
All I want is that when I look at you,
from across the room,
you get me.

5 comments:

  1. Anonymous5:09 AM

    you get me.. the remote control?

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  2. anon: clearly sentimental poetry is lost on you! :P

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  3. Anonymous10:57 AM

    Last order madam, what can I get you?

    Me

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  4. Me (or you): I'm going to disable comments on my poetry

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