it happens so
you see a man
and you know at once
that you are meant to be together
and all you need is
come up to him and say
(or sign)
make love to me
marry me
i want to bear your children
i want to wake up in the morning
each morning
and see your head on the pillow beside me
i want to go to sleep in the night
each night
with your arms around me
pressing my body against yours
after we fucked each other into oblivion
(you see both “each” and “other” refer to the same antecedent
to the same existential entity
“we”)
but all you do is watch him
in silence
his lean form
his ropey arms
his wiry hair
his oval glasses
his eloquent gestures
and nothing will ever happen
(24.07.2010)