Harboring Thoughts

         Harboring Thoughts

Do you see what I see?
a smile, a smile,
being frank with me
and looking for reciprocality
flirtatious, dangerous may it be

Do you like when I stare?
a wave, a wave,
quietly greeting me
inviting me to come over for a talk
if only I could gather the courage to walk

Do you guess what I have?
a dream, a dream
playing in my mind
in anticipation, maybe fantasy
thoughts of you and me and possibility

Do you know what I fear?
a mem-or-y
of never having acted
on these thoughts which you will never know
unless you catch me under a sprig of mistletoe


[related fiction: "Harbored Thoughts"  [ASR]]