let's take a walk
around the park tonight
and talk about precious things

the soft little petals
we so carefully avoid

the distance between us
is far less convenient
for how i see you

a long smooth glide
no intentions; open mind

i dream of your breath
warm, hesitant, then rushed
but finally lips touch

a magic place, if only
for me and not you

i never want to wonder
what life would have been like
without you around

restless ghosts
of wasted time