Melati Hussein

Remote Control

I watched his fingers caress the remote control
Forefinger and thumb slowly circling, an apparent act of love
And in the past I wished such acts had been dedicated to me
I would take his hand in mine gently, and there it would lie like lead.
Of course most evenings I still watch the same scene,
But I no longer wish the same thing
I wish that he were someone else
I wish that he was you
But we have rarely spent an evening together sitting on a couch

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