Pine Needles
I thought of you alot today
While sitting near the bridge
I wonder, did your ears ring?
Even just a smidge?
Well all I know is if they did
They must have rang alot
You were on my mind so much
More often than were not
I pretended you were with me
Even spoke to you out loud
But then I changed from heart to heart
When sat down a small crowd
I played and people listened
But that meant not too much
Since you're the only one I saw
My mind's eye on you touched
No matter where I am
No matter what I do
When I start to miss you
I just look at my tattoo
It's a poor man's substitution
For a lady rich and fine
But I have to take what I can get
I do so for you pine
Copyright © Andres Luis Bigote | Year Posted 2023
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