a poem i write
while sitting next to
a lady on the plane
as her and i both
admire the sunset
at six in the evening
landing in san francisco
i think of showing
the poem to her
but decide not to
a poem i write
while sitting next to
a lady on the plane
as her and i both
admire the sunset
at six in the evening
landing in san francisco
i think of showing
the poem to her
but decide not to