Henrietta of Union Station, Washington DC 20002
Henrietta, you caught my eye today.
It’s been awhile but you look good.
I see you got a new shirt to tie your hair back.
I hear there is snow tonight and the wind is rough.
Tear the plastic and put something on.
That coat you have for a pillow looks warm.
*****
Henrietta!
Stop it!
Stop reminding me!
Henrietta.
You are too young for this.
What happened?
Henrietta?
Your eyes are so bright against your frame.
Your body is so young to be so old.
Henrietta,
You’ve burnt my mind.
I dream you loose your breath and it haunts my sleep.
*****
Keep your shoes on.
It’s winter again, Henrietta.
Have a good night.
Great to see you.
Posted on October 28th, 2008 by drevon03
Filed under: Poetry