Interloper

Walking in and out of my mind

you leave no footprints

or evidence of the looting I suspect

because to discover what you took

I would  need to know what I had in the first place

that you were lacking

and whether I wanted to give it

that is

if you had even bothered to ask

Just a thought

I looked at

loved

then puckered up my lips and blew away with the rest of the dandelion wishes that never come true no matter how innocent the heart or gentle the soul.  It is an activity that amuses me when the stars don’t shine and the moon hangs crooked from a tilted sky.