The Happenings of next

i haven't seen one of my friends, one of whom I use to talk to often

The happenings of next...

The next time I think of you
I hope I don't cry
planning, wanting
and wondering why.

The next time I hear you
I hope I'll understand
listening, thinking
and far from demand.

The next time I see you
I hope it's like before
smiling, laughing
and nothing obscure.

The next time I breath you
I hope it's the scent that I adore
intensifying, stimulating
and leaves me craving more.

The next time I feel you
I hope it will be like my dream
embracing, caressing
and living free.

The next time I speak to you
I hope I'll be kind
joking, frolicking
and not talking in rhymes.
© a darlene original