My Airport to Yours

My Airport to Yours


And from
Time to time
I wrestle
With the
Fact of
that
And what could
Of been

My hand
In yours
Two weeks
Ago
That said
to be
True
But now
Moved on
Through
The airport
Onto
Another city

Wish
At least
Hello
Would be
Nice
Waves
As Hello
Goodbye
Never
Said

But back
to
The real world
The world
That you
Fly in and out
Of
And the real
World
That I dream
Of
Someday
Will
Match
With
Yours