Sr 2 - Sparks Fly Poem by Rodion Myshkin

As I watch the setting sun,
I see you blinking through the trees...

Is Europe far enough
To keep us apart?
Do we hope to stay tough
Too deep to part?

I hail my pigeons
To track you down,
They sail like guardians
From attack and frown.

Happy single, my twinkle
Let the rose be red,
Let your heart be led
Time to mingle and jingle.

I wait in powercut candles
Imagining white stripped sandals,
Flashing Bhatt cut locks
Hoping your world rocks!



P.S. - i 'CAN' see your eyes: -p