My Dear Distant

My Dear Distant

It is early in the day, and I kiss you hello.
You get up without a word and go.
I kiss you good night and for you I wait.
But to the TV you go and then is too late.

The day is long and there’s a lot to do.
My desk is full, e-mails, letters to glue,
I dream you’ll call even when is frantic,
Usually you don’t, but still, I’m a romantic.

I dream of surprises and candle light dinners,
Unsuspected kisses and chocolate fingers.
But what I get is a nod or one word or two,
About the bills to pay and the oil change to do.

I know, I know, we are different, both of us.
Men are from Mars and women from Venus.
I just wish I could still dream of romance.
If you could just give it a second chance.


KBS