LOSING TOUCH
I’ll not banter about with it
It me I’ve lost touch with
A que a creak in a stair this time
I flashed to a previous feeling
How I was what I thought about
My beliefs all that stuff that
Makes you up at a given time
I liked that person I felt some good
And it wasn’t so difficult
To manufacture that at the time
Then this and that changed
I moved got a job whatever
I kept pursuing what that person
Was after even after I had
Moved into to this different
Set of circumstances
There was a firm bond I thought
Between me and him
A spirit thing unspoken
A promise made with a
Scenic backdrop people
I cared about nearby
Not right there but in the vicinity
Something about never forgetting
Words like always and never
Seeming opposites but not
With the creak of that stir
We were both there at once
A strange conversation
Was about to ensue
Something about why
Did I ever leave
What did I gain by it
It’s that I would not have
What I have now, of course
What I’ve come up with
These people and feelings
Still I lost touch
It was nice to meet up again
I guess there are always
More stairs
More to come
