I’m On Airport Time

Turned on the light,

You were hidden in the shadows

Underneath my sheets

Surprised me!

 

I rolled over

You weren’t there

If that’s the way it’s going to be

I left for the airport

Not a hint of your scent was on my collar

 

Its tearing me apart

Just tell me not to go

Just tell me you love me

 

I’m not good any more

My time is up

The chariot that I’ve arrived on is pulling me back

My train is departing

I’m late for the plane

And the plane is late for me.

 

© 2006 David Greg Harth

06.11.11.19:15:00@296NYC

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