Tuesday, July 10, 2012

We Touch Down (For The Father of My Kids)

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 Of mathematician's formulas-
square roots, factors, and subtractions
spread-my mind
Goes fluttering,
backstage, I lost
under stars' blurring eyes.
Phone rings like a siren,
The nosy woman places her hands on keys
to disturb our time.
Saying 'NO" firmly to her,
He undress himself quickly,
in the dark, we touch down...
Not looking back
or thinking it twice.

Written for my boy's dad and mi.

1 comment:

Becky Hargis said...

Happy Belated Father's Day.

love you, dear hubby.