Questions on an airplane over North Dakota?

In the darkest night, in the white noise of an airplane the music got me thinkings

ð  Questions on an airplane over North Dakota?

ð  (while listening to Nightly “On Your Sleeve”…)

 

ð  How do you feel new love when you already had true love for over 30 years?

ð  Can you?

ð  Should you?

ð  Does it find you?

 

ð  Can I trust instincts on love that have likely atrophied?

ð  I know instincts can atrophy…

ð  But I also know I’ve always loved…

ð  I just knew it because it was already there…

 

ð  How do you find out the rules to a game you’ve long ago forgotten?

ð  Was there ever a written set?

ð  Is everyone playing by the same ones?

ð  Did you ever really know them in the first place?

 

ð  Can I know if I’m ready to play?

ð  Though I can’t remember if I ever was…

ð  I’m not sure what could indicate I am…

ð  I may never know….

 

ð  Does just asking mean something?

ð  I guess I’ll let you know…later…maybe…

Reviews

[D. Mansfield]

Great, love this poem, thank you