Air Mail: a poem

Air Mail


Luftpost preserved:

knotty blue thoughts
inbound from you,
sorting your manhood
in '72 ..... across the sea

over my head
your desires for me.

I read all your lines
but never the spaces
never the things that you
did not confide, that

the parade of envelopes
held you inside.

You are still there
still young, still free
maybe coming home to find
I removed you from the wrappers

and sealed you in my mind.


© MLydiaM "Lydia"

Photos: Google images

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