Dateless

Dates mean nothing. The poems are just ordered as I please. I believe I still have a mostly accurate account of dates elsewhere.

Saturday, August 27, 2022

"Do I miss you?"

 Do I miss you?

As the Earth would miss the sun

Or a butterfly its wings

Like sea would miss its water

Or you would miss your rings

As the sky would miss the blue

And bee would miss its sting

I've missed you through and through

From that moment in the spring

When your golden voice did sing

And images did ring

I long to cause your golden heart to sing

As well


You always leave my heart amazed


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