To Think Of You Poem by Robert Rorabeck

There they go- up there making love-
Wish of the wind has blown their paper carnivals-
Swimming birds of grown up mobiles- Now what will
They do,
Impossibly above the mowed and mowed again grass:
Like paper airplanes above paper trees, who
Will they sing to? The lion is asleep-
The fire has died, and the stewardesses are asleep in
Class- The fireworks burned away after less than
A minute and a half- These things,
Eyelashes and embers through the power lines and
Orange fields- less than ghosts in love,
But do they know their own way, and what cathedrals
Are they going to, as the boys wander again
Away from school,
And my body gets up again to work, to think of you,
Knowing that it cannot fly.