Pezophaps solitaria

 
I know I should not feel this way
my path or A PATH of illogical stupidity
often I find though I try to fight this -
I am a willing slave to a feel of loss
knowing She loves me, yet unable
to shake this unreasonable feeling
of missing……….
missing my Love

When she is not online the updraft
that might lift my indolent wings
ink that usually flows from tepid
to a romantic infernal flame
becomes wet to a near lava ending
barely lit blue match fire droplet
breathed out
dried to  angst and anxiousness
near death experienced

I realize the STUPIDITY of my feel
the lack of logical thought
Scientific Method forced down
the Garbage disposal buried with
ancient and extinct Fowls
However, it is me who now
commits these Fouls
though I’ve said over and over,
“ I trust You; I love You. “

Ooooooo!!  She’s come online!!
I don’t feel so stupid anymore.

**Feeling grateful for a memory of a Dodo Bird**