Ph: Love: I Miss Me More Than You Poem by Brian Johnston

Ph: Love: I Miss Me More Than You



I know I miss me more than you
for I never come to town
without calling to let me know,
and stocking up my fridge with beer.
And ice cream too, green tea's my favorite
right behind all forms of chocolate
for I'm in fact a chocolate man.
Always rich in taste, I excel in freedom's gift
To all I love (and then some) .
Gold dust and diamonds are only rain I know.
I've always been in my top ten,
And love to take me on the town,
Red carpets rarely let you down.

You, on the other hand, are a nimbus cloud,
A buoyant, gossamer, lightness of being
That follows me even in indoors at times.
You don't rain on my parade, but fill up
the nooks and crannies of my hollow leg
like ice cream on Thanksgiving Day
(though heart I must say is warm) !
Woe is me if I should die for how then
will I ever then miss me more than you!


Brian Johnston
April 30,2018

Tuesday, May 1, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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