Wednesday, November 6, 2019

Puzzle

Sleepless.
Coffee for one,
In the dark.
Left to my own devices,
I drift,
Without purpose.
Oh,
My soul's companion,
How I miss you when you're away!
You may be in the next time zone,
Or over by the Bay,
But it may,
Just as well,
Be to the far side of the Earth,
For all the ache I feel.
Like the lovelorn,
On deserted coasts,
Waiting for ship's return,
Or the pioneer,
Writing unanswered letters day after day,
I am less,
And missing my best piece,
Without you here

11-6-19

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