Her
Continues. . .
Searching for you when
you’ve been around many times.
Looking for something
where no one has but, you.
Unique bonds, they’ve never seen
you, surreal for being you.
Nor they know you’re saving
your right hand for the right one.
Nor they know what kind of
a stone you want for your special day.
Unlike me, I’ve seen it
I’ve seen you, the real you.
Princess cut it is?
Yes, that’s right princess.
Long past sunset, second drinks.
Cheering the bottom glass of
whisk with cherries.
Summer must come sooner
Because I’ve missed you.
