...

14 views

Dear Reader
The pixelated shooting stars with every remember, reload, repeat,
Still desire to dazzle of spring reunion, that February meteor...
Still sighs for you to someday smile even if we never meet,
Yet every notification asks, "Where could you be Dear Reader?"

To find someone so similar
That friend so many miles away
For just a while, and ever since
I, I have missed you every day.

As the calendar dates shall dance
July, November, March, and May
Streaked in the sky, I wish on sparks
That you're out there happy and okay.

The digital twinkled-texts with every remember, reload, repeat,
Still pine to sparkle of those comet cursors I hold so dear...
Still wishes for you a life of wonder, love, wishes a life sweet,
Yet every notification asks, "Where could you be, Dear Reader?"

© Alter Ego