Too Far from the Sofa
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She’s sitting on the sofa
And I’m in the power chair
For a quiet evening in,
That’s the usual affair
I love to just unwind with her
I really can’t complain
But when you never share the couch,
It starts to feel mundane
Apparently she reads my mind
When she says, out of the blue,
“There’s nothing on T.V. right now,
So, what do you want to do?”
With a gentle sweep of the hand
I part her hair over to one side
And then I cheerfully add, “That’s better,
Now I can see your eyes”
She catches my subtle gesture
And stares in that serious way
I start to lean in closer
And she meets me there halfway
I wake up from the daydream
And she still looks at me
“Something’s on your mind,” she says,
“I know it, I can see”
I begin to pull her closer,
Then I take her hand in mine
We let our fingers dance together
Till they become entwined
She rests her head against my face,
Her hand sits on my knee
She kisses me on the cheek and says,
“I’m glad you’re here with me”
I wake up from the daydream
And see her staring back
“What should we do now?” she asks,
And turns the T.V. black
My eyes go to that button,
On her blouse, the one at the top
I reach up and start to play with it
And she doesn’t ask me to stop
She knows I’m not gonna take it off
Just go one button down
To loosen her collar and help her unwind
Since we’re both just laying around
I wake up from the daydream
And she says, with nonchalance,
“What are you thinking about right now?”
I’m slow with my response
“Let’s just watch T.V.” I say,
Expecting a somber reply
A disappointed, dull “Okay”
Or a downward roll of the eye
Instead she gives me a puzzled look
“Wait, what?” she says, perplexed
“I haven’t said a thing at all
Why’d you interject?”
I smile and wave the question off
“Nevermind,” I say
But if I could join you on the sofa,
You’d seem less far away