For Andrea
by Michael C. Shivar

Only you can perk my interest so
I think of you, as in your dream
I play this scene, as we listen to Davis
And move so closely
Captivated, holding you gently
Your eyes move, to give way
As you press against my frame
And I can only think
“How lucky I am”

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“I don’t know what to expect sometimes”
As she opens his letters
“How is he doing, I miss his voice, his cute accent
I hope he gets his bill paid soon…”
He writes, “I’m doing fine
But could be better
If you were here”
And I think, “That’s something special
He misses me…”

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