Laurel
Laurel
It was April,
and it went right through me
like light through space,
those words you
wrote and sent to me
read on my face
Oh, Laurel,
I completed your sonnet
What else can I say?
And, Laurel,
is this how you want it?
Is this okay, Laurel,
with me here and you away?
On the airplane,
you saw right through me
and I saw stars
And, who knew,
across this distance
we’d come so far?
And, oh, Laurel,
I completed your sonnet
What else can I say?
And, Laurel,
is this how you want it, girl?
Is this okay, Laurel,
with me here and you away?
The star-filled nights at the plaza
lit by the whites of our eyes,
strangely warm in the freezing cold
in your arms, with your words on my mind…
And, oh, Laurel,
I completed your sonnet
What else can I say?
And, oh, Laurel,
is this how you want it?
Is this okay, Laurel,
with me here and you away?
Laurel,
with me here and you away?
©2003 Frank Sardella ASCAP. All rights reserved. [P] 2004 Material Worth Publishing ASCAP.