You met me in a whirlwind.
My head was spinning.
Sure I was attracted
you are beyond lovely.
I have always had a thing for
pretty flight attendants.
And your beauty is beyond pretty.
But you were based in In LA
I am in NYC
I knew it could not work.
I have already bought
too many postage stamps.

And postcards are too
limited to express
all I want to say.
You awake in My Night
l awake as you are sleeping.
I have been there before.
I wish you were not as pretty
and lived just next door.

I am tired of email love notes.
I want tactile love
to feel your softness
here with me.
As we sleep together.
I am tired of watching
your tail lights.
fade into the dark sky.

You tell me
not all people
alone are lonely.
I answer
Not all lonely people
are alone.
Is there a word for that
There should be