Monday, September 1, 2008

For Sara, because she listens

I need to find you again.
You were the sweet bread
I ate before my meal--too early.
And now the plain bread is too plain.
My taste buds know the difference.
They can't be fooled for lesser things than you.


Lorna said...

I'm afraid you might loose your readership of x-girlfriends if you keep writing love poems to different ones, one right after the other. As for me, I think they're lovely. Been thinking about you all week, but I don't have a phone number to call you at. Give me a call if you get a chance.

Elena said...

yeah i agree with lorna