Monday, January 26, 2009

So soft
the brief touch of your lips
on my cheek.
Was I almost intruding?
"Look after yourself "should have been
"I love you!"
Then the Jumbo flew
overmy head
and I shouted
my love
above the roar
and thundering thrust. . .
as if you'd hear.
Through the clouds in my eyes
I watched you fly away
and wished
I'd been born with wings.