Who knows Woes?

Meant to say, "I miss you." No, it won't take long. The longing kept going and going; it's gone. Is there a reason I see you in song? The song remains the same except when stations change. Instances of tempted moments held in my head, forgot how it felt to roam on our old homestead. When thinking, sat sleeping for mere moments just to spend. Up ahead, inside a booth, perhaps it'll contain you. The day repeats; this place is the same. To think that I'll see you again. I have not before. Perhaps today's different; please broaden my perspective. I've been daydreaming of red lips and Cleopatra's eyes. I plead to the god of romance, let me please spend me this time dreaming of red lips and Cleopatra's eyes. I ask for too much; this, yes, I know. Happy and go-lucky, Independence freed. Don't let this toll toil and dream of taking from me. Written on Dec-1-2023 © William Paul-Eric Rodriguez