Perseids 2013

After the sky has fallen and we’re
back inside, away from the myths
and fates; the greeks and romans –
I wonder if the man that I wished
for on that travelling light was
outside somewhere, wishing for me.

(This is a response to someone saying that I should try writing more romantic – small r – poetry. I’ve never had a problem with love poems but romantic is quite different, so I’m giving it a go.)

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