Impromptu
it's 5:
50 pm E
ST and though we
are on the same time
line i forget i'm in another
country so i need to stretch
to reach
you and can't
sometimes other
then touch your toes
your yellow painted toe
nails that in my mind i polished
but i find
i need to stretch
further and try as i will
stretch to reach though incomplete
even your feet plus one toe nail equals
eleven so i attempt again and not as if not trying
i'm
complying
with the regulated
stated compliancy of how
to share information between
a Muse and his intended though extended
love
so i look
above and i
read everything
that you've sent for me
to retrieve and translate but
am i
too late
you've given
me more then i
can give back but please
forgive me that that is what i
lack
polished
but not shellacked
what I've beget what we've
begat upset that we can't give
the world a poetic internet baby
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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