March 27 , 2000 8:08 a.m. pst

poetry by Michael F. Nyiri

The decade of the Aughts


"My Love"

I spend the time thinking of my love
no matter what I do
The hours fly by as I think of why my love will get me through
You delight by the day, as I follow my way,
And the day seems as empty as blue
Because I only can think of my love


And my heart really misses you.


I spend the time dreaming of my love
and nobody else will do
The people they ask and they answer, but me,
I'm just listening to you
I'm at a big loss to explain
But I listen to no one but you
You speak words of kindness and clarity,
And I so much am missing you.


Right now I am thinking about you.
I am filled with the promise of your love
I am ecstatic that I know you,
But I miss you,
And I pray by the bright sun above

 

2000

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