A Rare Day Off In the Heart of Summer

you wonder where i have been you wonder do i still write poems you wonder if i still go to the beach you wonder my left hand is still right i wonder if you still read my poems i wonder do you still get a kick out of finding the goal i wonder if you still wear that pitch black two piece sometimes when you read my poems i wonder if your right hand causes you to go left on occasion together, we merge to float into an oasis of curiosity and wonder together, we connect to become those two hearts that beat as one together, we laugh as we get all bug eyed when we see Charlie again together, we find the answers that we seek on yet another way to Love....