Stop your silent staring!
Don't judge me!
You with your curves,
And your wooden expression,
I know I haven't spent the time with you I promised myself I'd spend,
I miss our casting about,
Our private times, my friend.
It was nice visiting with you at the island shelter today.
Singing songs of truth and loneliness,
Drumming on your back...
Strangling you a little as I plucked your sweetest notes,
Your tones blending with the birds and the babbling creek,
I'll spend more lunchtimes with you

soon

I promise.