Red Eye Love

Red Eye Love

And it's been
That kind of
A week
When you look
At your watch
Only to realize
Your an hour ahead
When you really
Forgot
About day light
Savings time

Sitting
In the airport
One of many
Enough
To count
On fingers
And toes

As if
A girl in
Each city
Is feasible
But who has
Time these
Days

On time or
Delayed
The Flight times
Flash up

Home
Home is here
The airport
Rather the
Real home
Is not
A home

Merely
A hotel
To sleep until
You
Leave in the
Morning

Family ties
Become
Untied
Strengthened
Broken
In
Transatlantic flights
Paris
London
Business calls
More stamps in
My passport

Currencies
Carried
As if
Badges of
Honor
Held
The heads
Of Kings and
Queens

First class
Extra leg room
and Liquor bottles
Medicated
Feelings
And trapped emotions

The whole
Time fighting
The man
Or just the
Jet stream
Crowds
And security

To get back
Only if
For a few hours
To her
Until
Business
Calls
The next
Red eye
out