How Do You Do?
Let me talk to you again
aimlessly
foraging,
figuring out a way to meet.
Where do my many words
alight to reach their home.
Sent off in the hope to arrive.
Over walls, hurdle or leap
take to the air these little ones.
And all said is easy that says
I will love you forever.
More difficult to appoint a
time – how about next Tuesday
at 7.30pm precisely?
No need is greater when needed.
How about a healing.
Only the fluent say what they
are really meaning.
Or can only one word seals our fate.
Copyright © Sue Whittaker | Year Posted 2007
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