8 February 2009 - 17:04for what we’re yet to do
i miss you
drinking double macchiatos
at blue bottle cafe
i miss you walking
in camden town, or across the seine
watching vicky cristina barcelona
on an aeroplane,
at a concert in berlin,
in the hills somewhere
looking for snow,
i miss you.
we haven’t done these things
we haven’t done much at all, and still
i miss you now
for what we’re yet to do.
3 Comments | Tags: poetry, thoughts, travel
08 Feb 2009 - 22:23
It’s not true that we haven’t had a coffee at Blue Bottle..we did…you are such a sweet hearth
09 Feb 2009 - 19:56
Nice poem. Some of the best poetry comes from the heart. Hope you are doing well, pal.
10 Feb 2009 - 9:58
rajiv: thanks
and i guess i’m doing well… you know i bumped into your first boss robin the other day!!!!
Mr Youthink: yes, i remember that coffee, and also the other drinks in rome over new years eve… guess i mustn’t have been writing about you, then