Thursday, September 1, 2011

How Odd

From the first time I saw you
I have sown seeds each day
and connected
the dots our way.

From the last time I saw you
I have dreamt of an elevator
hung midway waiting
for lights to go out.

Since then

Every time I have seen you
I have plucked out one key
from the piano I wrote songs for.
.....................................................................

No comments: