If you take time to/
read historical signs, you/
might find your Desire.
OR
When you take time to/
read historical plaques, you’ll/
find Stella(r) desires.
Why do I think folks/
are interested in the/
things I do? They’re not.
What if it’s not a/
case of being the right one,/
but of readiness?
Why’s dating so hard?/
Either you’re supposed to ask,/
or you just want to.
A long time since
she was blown away
by his response
to Bacon’s beauty.
She was worrying
he might be “too intense”,
but still was pondering:
Could he love thus? 110 percent?
She rejoiced at his understanding,
writ with well-worded intelligence,
comprehending the hidden deeper meaning
of what Sir Francis meant.
Then her never-ending silence
left him wondering where she went.
What would it be like/
to, at last, be the guy she/
is “kinda seeing”?
What happens when you/
have more than one calling at/
the exact same time?
Some mornings you need/
to see a million faces/
and rock dance them all.
Her “kinda seeing/
someone” means although they’ll change,/
she’ll never know me.
If intellects hold/
discussions sans responses,/
do their heads implode?