but that's it

you meet the girl
of your dreams.
but she doesn't feel the same
way.
you would go to battle
for her.
you would
lie down in the muddy
street and let her
cross over
you in your light blue
seer sucker suit.
you would pull a chair
out. rub her shoulders,
feed her grapes
with your fingers, dropping
them seductively
into her open mouth.
you would listen all night
to her
as she told you about her
job, her mother, her kids,
her dog,
her friends,
even her female issues.
you are devoted to her
that much.
she thinks you're swell,
but that's it.