Missing You...

like I just missed my flight
   or a bus in Manhatten
in this dark, tranquil night
where my wings feel all flattened...
 
missing Kinshala - no fun, but much better
   than sitting in this chair Not writing you this letter...
does this all make sense??
allwhat I say and I think??
committed so quickly and wanting to commence
with a courtship of Kinshala, that began with a wink,
 
and I'm worried too
for I haven't heard from you
for over two days
what wrong did I do??
 
I know I'm over reacting
but my dizzying brain can be so distracting
was yr sis mad at you??
or was the teofle a waste, en lieu
 
of my deliverance to bed, three hours...
(I would have flown if I had Super powers)
   but I'd do it again
   just to see you, my friend
'cause You are worth all the effort
   with still more to come
even if you are located
   a day from my home...
 
but  please tell me
   if I'm pressing too much
or if I'm causing you bother
   for I'll stop in mid-push
and drop all I've gathered...
 
anything for you, I would do
even to abort from my heart
all my soul in the sink
and pour out my wine cup, 
                 and dump all my ink...
 
I'd derail a new train
& need to labotamize my brain,
'cause the forgetting of you
would be impossible to do
   my sweet Kinshala Blue....
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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