Say, "fantasy", and people think,
Of love, at best,
Of sex, at worst...
Or maybe also "best",
But...
I treasure most,
My nundane fantasies of you...
Reaching for something in the cupboard...
Laughing at a joke you heard...
Straightening my tie for me...
Standing beside me in a museum...
Brushing back a strand of hair...
Eating popcorn from the same box...
Setting a cup of coffee in front of me...
Walking through Autumn leaves...
Silhouetted against the window...
Taking my hand and cuddling...
As we watch the Sun go down.
When I say, "I fantasize about you..."
It's these mundane fantasies I mean.
Donovan Baldwin