Trying to read a poem
to make a comment or two
can't seem to focus there
my mind wanders to you.
Am peeping up as if
you were smiling there
Beaming down at me
a bright reflective glare.
Perhaps I'll leave now
return at a later time
take a nap, drink more tea
or write another rhyme.
Ahh, the flutters rage
sailing back to your locus
stumbling like a drunkard
I just can't seem to focus.
Del Cano 2005 January
Think I'll just go back to bed.
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