For Bamm
You promised me
New Zealand
in the springtime
virgin beaches
mountain air
loving
day and night
without a care
and then you were gone
your lies
were to immense
on both sides
of the ocean
when you walk
the streets of Bangkok
does your heart
still yearn for me?
On the day you left
you told me to swim
to the surface
to come back up for air
but I cannot
I cannot
I cannot
I am still drowning
in my sorrow
© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
(December 8th, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
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