Fantasy

Fantasy
by Gabe Redel


You watch me
from across the room.
I’m always on your mind.

I see where you look.
I see that you desire me.

Won’t you let me listen to your words?
Your eyes are the only thing willing
to talk to me.

Far away
we are perfect for each other.
Close together
I’m the only person who would feel
it was perfect.

Only the thoughts make sense.
Only the sin is desirable.
White of the clouds
at the toe of the sea
under an arch of sunlight
standing hand in hand.

From across the room
we are married.
From where you stand
I am only a fantasy
that keeps you company
when you have nothing else.