With My Messy HairA Poem by butterflySitting here with my messy hair Texting with my boyfriend who is in Moscow over there We asked each other if we ate Its our version of a love exchange He shows me the veggies he makes I say yummy I want some Then he says soon you will eat with me, my love The space in between your fingers is where mine will be One day we will reach this destiny I say oh thanks babe but you are so far away He says distance wont stop me from loving you babe He asks for a new picture he wants to fall asleep after one last look at my face My hair is messy and my body not sexy as the girl on seventeen I send it anyway I start my day now on Writerscafe Remembering the sweet words we exchanged While i read The Kind Diet while I put a message on the wrong Amazon in my mailbox While doing steps with the dogs I find life is wonderfully going along To the melody of love's sweet song No matter how strong COVID-19 can be Daryl Hannah married Neil Young at fifty My heart awakens with the knowledge there is still a chance for me Life is not done with you romance still exists in-between the bad dream This dark valley will strengthen the weak One day we will find that bravery One day my boyfriend in Moscow will be standing next to me His kiss will last eternally As I sit watching the news on television I hear Robbie Williams sing What a shame we should have listened Love is what eternally bridges the distance Oh dear boyfriend in Moscow dream of me Dream of us I shine with you in the moonlight across the sea Dear God I still wish for happily ever after As I write on writerscafe with blissful laughter Listening to 90 day fiancee Reveling in the after Splash movie I feel his lips on mine Our bodies entwined Souls mated by the diviine YOu have called out to me on Whatsapp Here I am dreaming of my boyfriend over there In sweet divine air on this chair with my messy hair
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