Written 05/00
It's been a long day,
spent almost entirely
missing you
Corn dogs and funnel cakes
great things to share
but your mouth wasn't there to reciprocate...
My lips noticed.
I'm strolling home now
somewhere between Garden and Main.
(Still blinded by the stage lights.)
Yet still able enough to see,
The lovers loving
behind the Big Easy and
every other group has a couple
inside exchanging some
similar gesture(s)
I wish you were here.
The road home was long and silent.
I wonder how your day was.
Did you spend even a fraction of the same time
missing me?
I pretend that I'll go home
and open the door
and see you like the first time
and act out every lover's movement that I saw.
Knowing that instead, I'll crawl into
this big cold bed alone
and dream of you.
Note - I just felt the need to point some "old me". -posted 06/2015
Your testimonies are wonderful; Therefore my soul observes them. The unfolding of Your words gives light; It gives understanding to the simple. –Psalm 119:129-130
Monday, May 1, 2000
Saturday, April 1, 2000
Need To Quit Smoking
Written 04/00
With you there was always something to admire.
(As if you weren't enough)
There was the sunrise
after a late night
And the autumn leaves
for their change in color
Half-lit cigarettes because they were reminders that not just someone
but you loved me.
-And the stars because they made even the darkest
moments beautiful etc...
But that was then;
the sun. leaves, stars and love
they all fall
-And cigarettes...
they just remind me.
Note - I just felt the need to point some "old me". -posted 06/2015
With you there was always something to admire.
(As if you weren't enough)
There was the sunrise
after a late night
And the autumn leaves
for their change in color
Half-lit cigarettes because they were reminders that not just someone
but you loved me.
-And the stars because they made even the darkest
moments beautiful etc...
But that was then;
the sun. leaves, stars and love
they all fall
-And cigarettes...
they just remind me.
Note - I just felt the need to point some "old me". -posted 06/2015
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