Eu de Cologne
We two alone
Nights on the phone
when you were gone
Memories of you
fill my meditations
The corner bar
Drives in my car
Gazing afar
to sight our star
Memories of you
without reservation
Every planet has its deepest ocean
Every mountain hails its grandest view
Every monk or nun honors devotion
I honor you
Nights out till four
Your bedroom door
Love on the floor
till we were sore
Your eyes would bore
down to my core
and I’d implore
always for more
always for more…
I wish I’d more
I could adore
than only memories of you
Roger Armbrust
June 14, 2011
