Requited Bliss

written by: Stephanie Manser



Empty chairs,
empty tables
I saw him
in a dream.
The scent of coffee
as he takes my hand,
the sound of the waterfront
our symphony.
He and I
Prayers and pretty mouths,
kisses that linger
into the morning
and the fresh scent
of blossomed love.
Then he
into reality.

Stephanie Manser

Stephanie Manser

Bookish English ballerina exiled to a foreign land.
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