The friend.

 

A million and one thoughts

In the corner of the mind

A million and one thoughts

Wait! – none are mine.

I am brought to wonder

What inspiration

Sparked those eyes

And smile, so handsomely fashioned?

In a corner I lurked,

And peeked, peeved

Yet peevishly appealed

With so much to conceal.

I am brought to wonder, again.

Shall I throw myself into the thunder and rain –

When all I ever wanted was to see the Sun?

Will the reader and story, in the end, become one?

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