Blue Cat Tales - DERANGED

DERANGED


She will probably
think me crazy,
or at least deranged.
Why else would a strange
man take pen
in hand and send
Part of himself, his world,
to someone else, a stranger girl?
She must think
that he mistook the nod and wink
of friendship and fun,
the songs of words not sung,
for something that was not really what he had thought, hoped, to be.
How could he
possibly lover her, then?
Because he is not like other men,
or is he only more so
than she or others know
or can guess?

   Yes!