A Logical Fantasy Poem by Mark. A Heathcote

A logical fantasy
Would be for me to kiss you
And learn to walk on water.
And learn to fly.

A sensible solution
Would be for you to turn away
And we never make out.
Never make a connection.

A logical fantasy
Would be for me to take your hand
And for you to take it, too
And for you to hold it gladly

A sensible solution
Would be for you to reject me
And for you to forget me
And forfeit my loving advances

But that's not what you do.
But that's not what we do.
I pretend that I never had a choice.
I genuinely did, and so did you.