Empty Pockets

 

Dearest

I never wished for a future together

I wished for the now

I wished you would see 

The twinkle in my eyes

As a sign

That you should grab me 

And kiss me 

Deeply 

Passionately 

And for longer than you intended 

The coins tinkling down the well

Were for you to garner the courage 

To make me your own

I have always been yours for the taking

You never had to ask

But I suppose in order to be taken

One must be wanted first 

And that’s where 

I went wrong 

With my wish 

And all my coins

Are at the bottom of this wishing well

Laughing at me 

In my pathetic loneliness 

-j.p