Nov 23, 2007 05:23
It's not a poem, I just miss her.
Never have I known a woman
so brilliant and honest.
Or someone who has
a love/hate relationship with the soy teat.
I love her
and I miss her.
She is someone on first aquaintance,
I never thought I would need.
But I do.
I miss you.
I need the way you think.
I need your words,
your humor,
the way you make so much nonsense.
Love,
your admirer.