He leaned
and, listening, dreamed
thots of her,
voice near,
in near slumber.
What mite
it b like
2 hear her voice,
close?
2 feel her form,
warm,
at times b4 felt,
that made him melt?
You took an object/
immovable, and broke it/
in two. And it grew.
She wrote when she could./
Her excuse, valid and good./
I should stop crying.
I’m leaving today/
for Amsterdam. Come you may;/
at least, if you can.
OR
We can leave today/
for Amsterdam. We’ll go Dutch./
At least, that’s my plan.
Why do I ask friends/
for advice? What they give is/
never very nice.
Were we still together
Going off to bed
I might lean over
And kiss your sleepy head
Or tenderly caress
Your soft bright cheek
And ease your stress
With gentle words that I speak.
We’re now miles apart,
Yet I still long to say
Sweet words and kind thoughts
To help close your day.
My feelings have grown since I went.
Why should a night away be different?