By peaches
Date: 3 April 1998

smitten

I think of our goodnight kiss
and I smile
and my mind drifts
and the screen saver comes on
and everything around me quiets
and time crawls
and then my boss walks by
and I come to
and I frantically start typing
and I shuffle some papers
and he leaves
and I pick up the phone to call you
and I hang up
and I think of our goodnight kiss