Tomorrow
I dream of flying in the sky
with my arms wide open
coming through clouds
whenever I want to see you, I do
what a rich time it would be
I'm expecting you to come as I'm at the cafe
in a big crowd
loud voices
I expect you to come along over the window
make it come true
I soak my feet in the river
at lunch time on a hottest summer day
you must be smiling behind me
I have just felt you there for the first time in the last 365 days
in at on behind by under between around among
whatever kind of prepositions I use
wherever I am
I wouldn't be able to come to you now
but you'll be alive on my heart with your words
that would force me to move forward
tomorrow
poem by Wabi Sabi
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