Thursday, April 23, 2009


Um, yeah, it's late. Whoever chooses to read this, please forgive me!


How I miss you!
I miss everything--
My knees going weak
from the weight of your presence.
The lightheadedness.
Holding you to me, as if for dear life.
Breathing together,
it felt you were part of my heartbeat.
I've never danced that close with anyone.
How long my lips tingled after we parted.
I miss you--
my dear Tuba.

1 comment:

  1. I couldn't believe you wrote that. At least, I couldn't believe it until the very end.