Fantasy

my green eyes are glowing
burning through
your stories

tales of first kisses
of newly lit flames
future plans

lazar stares bore holes
in the phone you hold
early morning wishes

why my eyes?
why this hateful hue?
Is it the confidante lost?
confidantes?
love of both
now
lost in love of each other?

thoughts of coming nights
knowing he'll hold you
my arms
my embrace
my fingers touch


but no
not mine
forbidden
a love not shared
infatuation
stolen
never to come to fruition
all hope
dreams
squelched
embers so carefully tended
drowned in your exuberance

my fantasy
become
your reality

may 06