PICNIC TABLE

I will leave flowers
every day at your doorstep,
and chocolates
on some days.

If you find this note
and follow its way
to the picnic table of my heart

I will be waiting for you.

If you make a list
of all the things
that you miss about me

and look for them
on the way

you will find them.
My eyes
my smile
my breath on your cheek.

You will find me
eagerly awaiting you.

And once you find me,
you will once again find

The sneaky kisses I gave you
when you weren't looking
and the touch of
my fingers in your hair.