M.I.A. in Paradise 05-28-2011
The empty promise of contact
taken in stride
with a missed beat of my heart
the absense I abide
The bliss voided of me
a freedom renewed
my 'little bird' informs me
of promises skewed
I sit alone in waiting
with a drink in my hand
play the good partner
while your toes shift the sand
I know what I know; I feel what I feel
I'm always 100% right
When the flight lands, and the home embrace awaits
don't blame me if I'm not in sight