MICHELLE
by Robert K. Johnson
(Fourteen)
Soon today,
just as the songs tell me,
I will find love—
maybe taking the seat next to mine
in history class or standing
shoulder close to me
in the cafeteria line
or walking by where I sit
sipping an after-school soda
or if not today
then tomorrow. Surely
by Saturday
love—strong as my deepest breath—
will come to me
with open arms.
Copyright © 2017 by Robert K. Johnson.