For now.

Thursday freak out with strange songs stuck in my brain

Way too much stimulation for this early in the morning

But none of it comes from you.

I hit the ceiling around 10 and came down hard at about 1015

Crashing to the hardwood floor where I thought you would be lying

But you were jet setting in the sky without me

But baby, don’t worry, I already have a backup plan

I can run in the sand barefoot with you living only in my head

And I know you will be ok walking the urban concrete wilderness

So there we have it, we are both fine for now.

For now.

 

Reviews

[EMF]

Damn. As soon as I saw this pop up on my newsfeed I was anxious to read it. Damn. Some authors just drag you straight to them when they post. Damn. And then I read it. Damn Good. Another wonderfully bittersweet love poem that leaves images and phrases in your mind and haert for days to come. Wonderful wordplay and craft. Damn. So good. Like fireworks in the mind.