Miss You

I went swimming today, my love.
And, thinking about you,
lost my strength and
had to trust
a wave to keep
me safe.

This morning you had
sent birds to me,
who were to sing
only for me.

At noon,
your ninja bees
delivered Manuka,
honey with love.

And the seawater
buoyed me.
And its salty taste
was so reminiscent
of your tears.

And, in the end
I had a few of my own.

by Herbert Nehrlich

Comments (1)

One of your best H: -)