Face strapped upon a page
You are featured in all
Eateries I have been to
And you remain across
All telephone poles and
Tall, filled milk cartons
And like a missing limb
I long for you, again
Almost always watching what
I know I cannot see
Waiting here for your
Sweet and victorious return
Stefanie Fontker
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/missing-25/
