I Wish ...
by Marggie Rassler (2012)
You taped the photo
To your desk lamp,
A picture to treasure
Like
a collector's stamp.
A bridge to age
That raced so fast,
The blue-eye boy,
Within
your past.
Oh, how I wish
I'd known you then,
In overalls
The
boy of ten.
Did you catch bugs
In carefree hours
While I in homeland
Picked
jasmine flowers?
Oh, to have brushed
Your unkempt hair,
With trembling hand,
My
flirting dare.
To sit with you on
High oak tree,
And glow beet-red ...
Your lips on me!
Oh, how I wish
I'd known you then,
In overalls
The boy of ten.
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