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Comments about Christopher Dunne
I’ve let go.
You were never mine to want
let alone touch.
Yet those moments playing
each other with what might happen
made me feel so Alive -
only because you wanted it, too
One-sided attempts to play on
over miles and through thin air
haunt me still.
How lucky I’ll never see you -
I’m too tall for potholes or
written to make you wet,
glances around office partitions,
three soft kisses -
all we were and perhaps
all you really wanted us to ...