Early morning,
Still, darkened skies.
Driving to your departure
While the world is still sleeping.

Tears concealed behind a shade of smiles
As I watch the wheels go in opposite direction.

A month distanced
Unveils a weekend spent
Even better than imagined.

Return to the airport
For another round of
Tears, kisses, and "see you laters."

Many a return trip
Predicted for future endeavors.

Till then we shall consist
Of love letters, web chats and phone calls.

Take care, dear;
My heart is with you in KC.