Maybe she will make me believe in magic again.
An invisible impossibility...
made real by her suggestion.
Not by her lie.

Maybe I will believe in her like religion...
But what will it take...?
15 years of nothing?
2 weeks of passion?
A conversation?
A smile?
Maybe, light seeping through my blinds...
The headlights of a passing car...
Quickly lighting the room, then fading...
Changing her face from and eye closed orgasm,
To a shadow.
light gleaming across bare breasts,
Like a bullet from a gun...
Maybe what she says in that moment will make
Me believe in magic again...or, in the least...
Make me believe love is possible.