Prom
I watch whirling shadows, as lovers are hugging.
Disco lights tug at my heart like a small child.
The low punchbowl is both shallow and deep.
My fixation becomes both shallow and deep,
gazing upon alluring couples hugging.
I was always alone, even as a child.
Oh, the shadowed daydreams of a child....
A prince would kiss my hand; our love would be deep.
In royal attire, we'd be twirling and hugging.
Hugging the wall, like a child in the deep pool, I rise up.
11-5-2023
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