L, L & Romance in the Interspace
posted 20th May 2024
our 'brave new world'
where things can launch . end . begin . and everything in between
consider that not 'in the flesh' is still 'real life'
A Brush With Love
This morning, I wondered if I dreamt only
Of conversation, challenge, ecstasy
Or
Did we meet that day? That destiny?
Of course. We met. You knocked on me.
But once I'd laid our table
So to your exacting standards
Set lilacs in the centre (something unrequested)
And sat in the chair you'd pulled out for my body
And fed you my mind, let you eat from my soul
I woke at the sound of the shutting door
And wondered _
Was that just a brush with love?
and the man
and the man pulled a rabbit from a hat
said: I know we've only been at it
a week and two days
messaging you makes me come alive!
though, I hope it's not too soon to say
she blushed
it's an illusion, she thought, but so what about that
his messaging me makes me feel wanted
we can sort through the details as and when needed
plenty of time, we're only days in
then they both woke up from a night of bad dreams
and it could have been her, or him, or both together
(more likely him)
oh! pulled another habit from a rat
quick, put it back under the bed
head or tails . love or hate