While you were gone
I loved you.
You became good looking,
thinner, taller.
You became dynamic,
energetic, exciting.
You became my god,
wise, wordly,
but then you came home
and you were.......well
plain, plump.
You sat in a chair all day,
lazy, listless.
You became an albatross,
weighty, wearisome.
So if you want me to
love, long.
Please go away,
far, forever,
and then I can
adore again.
ann rta
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/absence-does-make-the-heart-grow-fonder/
