moonlight
the living room
is completely dark,
save for
the drawn curtain and the intruding shaft of moonlight
i see this
reflected in her eye as a speck,
and she
says to me:
"i am not the
one you want."
i am inclined to
agree, but i wonder...
is it
true?
does it
matter?
is this a
mutual revelation?
say,
hypothetically, that SHE,
the
object of all my misguided affections,
were
there with me in the dark instead:
would i be able
to tell the difference?
