Needle In the Hay
I thought you were my needle in the hay
The soulmate I’d been searching for, for endless days
The love of a lifetime, here on poetrysoup
Right under my nose, and I never knew
Till I found you one night, when I couldn’t sleep
Your words like sweet bees, pollinating me
We chatted and joked and had so much fun
I realized at once that you were “the one”
The one to complete me, the one I had sought
Until I saw your new picture, and saw you were NOT
The “Chris” that I thought - but a girl!
A GIRL! A gir-l couldn’t complete my world!
You weren’t a needle in the hay
You were just you, with your gir-l face
Your tiger picture, a fantasy mistake -
A dead flower I shake out of my vase
The dreams I held fast
Red petals, now in the trash
3/12/12
Inspired by Chris Aechtner
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