with me

Sonam Kaloti
Arts Editor

 

I spoke with a fine young woman today
who confirmed J am desired and pretty.
Her radiant smile brings sun out from gray.

I wish I could be nearly as witty.

She speaks with decadence and saunters home
leaving me wondering what is amiss.
Her kiss in my head... am not alone,

yet her bright red flames douse him in a hiss.

Please dance with me, woman, I need you here
to show me the way to bliss. Oh, I could
feel you, taste you, never reminisce. Dear

woman, if you were real, know I would.

Alas, she solely exists in my mind
distracting me: blind to all that's not fine.