Daniel Fitzgerald

029

Daniel Fitzgerald

029

For all that we have
I’d give you it all and more
We‘re bound—metaphysically first—
Physically second—in such a way
You mock me for using big words
That don’t quit fit—sometimes
I like the rhythm of you
The cadence complimentary—steady
Sitting on my lap
The real unimagined one
Arms curtain around—locked in hair
Someone at the window
Hiding behind the night—
We’re back in the metaphysics again—
As they stared we showed
Captured gaze as you look the other way
They seem to notice we’re not long—
Not together anyway