Jenny,
I am ok. I’m where
I’m supposed to be.
I know you must be angry
I left, but please,
think of me as I was
when we last kissed.
This island is beautiful,
you would love it.
The palm trees sway
in the magic light of
sunrise and sunset, and
I think about you
every time the light
kisses the waves of
this vast ocean
I got lost in without you.
There was a storm, Jenny,
and there was nothing
I could do to save myself.
I thought I was dead,
but no, I’m still here
dreaming of you.… Read the rest
