one;
he stood at my window, peering in
as if he expected someone -
expected me
though I never knew him,
or maybe in a dream.
two;
I saw him again today--
he wore a bright yellow t-shirt reading,
'lifes all about chances'
and I knew then,
he was me, completely
in less makeup & plaited jeans.
three;
he likes cinammon & lucozade
I found that out today,
when I saw him leaning out his car,
bottle in hand, shouting at lonesome schoolboys,
telling them to move along
[and I secretly begged them to stay right there,
so I could watch him some more].
four;
I always loved the name Andy
now I know why.
five;
'Becky--you have beautiful eyes'
his mouth twists and smiles, he's on the phone
and yet, he speaks of my name so softly
to a receiver with no recollection.
I love him.
six;
I must be mistaken,
for I swore I saw comets in his eyes,
but maybe he has contacts -
that's right, his orbit sparkles.
seven;
where has sunshine gone,
when summer has only just finished
and reality scrapes her icicle fingertips across my lips
and hushes me.
Pretty boy, where have you flew south to?




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