Fantasy Lover
Once again I find myself standing in my doorway, wearing only a robe, waving as you back down the drive. Watching until I can no longer see your rental car. Wondering how long until you will return to me. My long distance lover. My virtual playmate. This bittersweet parting seems to get more painful with each visit. I move through the house turning off the t.v. and the lights left on in the morning’s haste to make your flight. I move as if in a dream, remembering each touch, each embrace, each...