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