The words flashed across the screen,
I love you, please don’t forget
The last words heard on the phone,
“ I love you, good night.”
He was on a journey
out of touch
he’ll call every night...............

ya, right
s e e y a
silent phone night after night
worry grows, is he all right
p a c i n g p a c i n g p a c i n g
a note to his sister, his sister replies,
“Oh he is just fine, he calls every night.”
wham, bam, Thank ya mame..........
I run from the room,
to do, to do, what can I do
to comfort him to hold him, to tell him my love
Ireachtothephonetoschedualaflight
then laugh, for I know not where to go
how do you hold the mist
when the mist is in your heart
My friends, my friends
you’ve read all my words
my passion on fire, my romance inspired
and he walks away, the one I desire.
and why I ask you, why is this so,
what have I said to make him go.
I walked the abyss without looking back
he said I could trust him and now I must laugh.
I fall, I fall and look for his hand
ah yes I should ask, it’s probably a woman.
could any woman love him as I could today
his beauty entices, but that will not stay.
I thought him a cripple when first we did meet,
I cared not, his soul was the treat.
end of rhyme, end of time
“Sassy” returns, a logical poet
with a heart filled with passion, untouched by his hand.
I know that one day to this board he’ll return
he’ll drop by and visit and spin his own web.
and he’ll write but a poem, perhaps a song
please guess not his name, you would be wrong.
And if he should read this
perchance in the future
I have one thing to say
one message to give him.

“ I love you, please don’t forget,”
“I love you, good night.”
Don't ever be afraid of passion


SAS