I still wait for your call

All of these long, lonely days.

I look for you in the places I go

And you're still not there.

I saw you once, at a distance,

I don't know if you saw me as well.

To say that I have missed you

Would be the understatement of the year.

And to think, I never even kissed you.

06/12/1984

Author's Note: a napkin poem from a few years ago.....

Posted on 12/10/2007
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