17 February 2010

face forward

I sit,
mind staring away
mouse strokes rhythmically click
...towards 5pm.

Melancholic humdrum of cars,
endless shuffle of soulful music
fluorescent jumps of corporate brilliance.

My mind wanders,
I find myself thinking of
you.

I love your smile,
your intoxicatingly charismatic optimism
...your authentic hug.

smiles; all smiles.

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