Romance
I picture romance
As an invisible
(But shimmering) cord
That encircles, protects
And connects me
To some other
(Vague) figure,
Arming me
Against mundane daily anxieties
(Mostly monetary, or social, or both),
Empowering me
To smile suddenly
And say,
'What do I care, anyway?'
As I secretly tug,
To check
It's still there.
1/11/2010.
