the voyeur and his mistress part three
gary jurechka
If we were together
comfortable in our life that
we once wished for that day
in the bakery when
our eyes first met and
we couldn’t stop smiling
overcome by the feeling within,
a sweet burning, an unbearable lightness,
and if we were now together,
I’d lay in your bed
watching you,
remembering back when we met,
you used to collect
teapots and dreams.
