ROMANCE Poem: That Poem I’ve Been Meaning to Write, by Christopher Bookman

I was missing you real bad
and wanting to feel some closeness,
wanting to relive one of those beautiful days
when we weren’t so distant and far apart.
You wanted a mango smoothie and fried chicken
from some Korean place,
I wanted to do anything I could to see you smile,
and being a thousand miles away makes me a little crazy.

It’s been a month since we’ve really talked.
You still respond,
but it’s not the same.

Energy can neither be created nor destroyed.
If that’s the case,
then the love we built up and tore down is something other
than energy.
Perhaps we were tearing down a home.
Maybe we were digging a hole.

I have this one crazy thought
Because I love you so much
If I’m unlucky enough
And you die before me
We’ve been married for fifty years at this point
That when I die too
Probably of a broken heart
Just open up your casket and throw me in there
with you and wrap my arms around you
Of course,
that would never happen because that’s gross
but if I could have a chance to be close to you even in death
Heaven wouldn’t be Heaven if you’re not there with me

I ended up buying some of that chicken too.
I didn’t get a smoothie.
I got an iced coffee with cream instead.
I see what you mean, now.
You’ve got good taste.
Hopefully we can share some with one another one of these days.

It’s hard to tell what’s got me higher:
the weed, or the heartbreak?
Lower.

The sun motherishly embraced us while the wind lovingly adumbrated past our forms,
a sublime blend of warmth and love, ice and fear.
Sauntering towards me, breasts swaying with every step, your eyes as
beautiful as ever…
I didn’t realize how close you were, when
out of nowhere,
from the sweetest part of God’s biscuitry,
came your sweet, soft, simply
cutie-pie lips!
Taken aback, I managed to utter,
“What’s wrong?”
You looked up at me,
with the faintest of smiles
I could see the clouds slowly swimming past us in your glasses
And you said
s o f t l y…
while you put your head on my chest
and I put my arms around you,
“Nothing at all.

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