Dispatches from the wilds of Poetania – my distant love

You call me, my distant love
I hear you,
I miss you.
From so far away
I read you into my thoughts –
you clutter the pages of novels
and the stanzas of poems
with your existence;
our brief time together
burned into my mind.

They tell me you are cool,
distant,
impersonal.
They do not know you.
You are wonderful,
alive,
amazing.
You thrill me.

I will return to you,
to our secret spaces,
our knowing nooks.
I will be with you again,
sweet gotham.

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Published in: on February 27, 2008 at 3:47 pm  Leave a Comment  
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