missed you
in pauses when foetus of thought
aborted and word went down the drain
and could not lodge itself in loft
of your ear or warmth of your heart
I missed you
when eye encountered sun of circumstances
sight blinded I groped for your hand
and found mine with maps of world
drawn upside down
I missed you
when I took your name
and million autumns set free
my mind is a wasteland
where a deafening echo
of “I miss you” a tyrant
Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/missed-you-4/
