It's just poetry, it won't bite

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05.29.13 Posted in today's words by

Bill Webb’s poem Tabby appeared here in April 2013.

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By Bill Webb

I day-dreamt today
desk to elbow-supported palm
cradling bearded chin
miles away, envisioning just you.
Perhaps I imagined a wisp of your scent
or closed my eyes to your murmuring lips
then startled to reality–smiling.
I didn’t mention it however,
because in love
he who cares most loses.



One Response to “untitled”

  1. Imagination is everything.