I hear the song
My alarm
Playing the radio
The song I wish could belong
To "us" not just me
Beneath my lids his face appears
Close to mine
Watching me with childlike wonder
As I sing to him the words
I know by heart
Somehow our clumsiness
Cancels out
My dress flowing around me
And we appear graceful
Then as the song comes close
The end I knew would come, and was dreading,
he pulls me close
To hear the words I can't say above a whisper
I love you
I close my eyes.
And he's gone
The white blankness of my ceiling appears
Under my blanket made in China
Dressed in pajamas
Waking from a dream of a prince
Who will never come