I Look For You
EACH MORNING
I LOOK FOR YOU
IN THE RUFFLED PILE ON MY BED
AMONG MY PILLOWS,
SHEETS AND COVERS
YOUR LITTLE
HEAD
TOUSLED SHOULDER LENGTH HAIR
EYES, EARS, NOSE
BREASTS AND TOES
I GRAB FOR YOU
AND YOU ARE GONE
POSSIBLE
INTO ANOTHER ROOM
OR WERE YOU NEVER THERE
THE SMELL OF YOU
IS VERY FAINT
BUT OUT THERE
LIKE A WONDERFUL FAR OFF PLACE
IN A FAR OFF TIME
WERE YOU
A MEMORY IN MY RECENT PAST
A WONDERFUL DREAM OF A FAR OFF TIME
OR A HOPEFUL VISION TO LAST
FOREVER INTO OUR FUTURE
EACH MORNING
I SEARCH FOR YOU
IN THE CLOUD OVER MY BED
AMONG MY PILLOWS,
SHEETS AND COVERS
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