To my mad accordionist <br /> <br />It's not always about you <br />But you do still cross my mind. <br />From time to time I think of you <br />And hope you are doing fine. <br /> <br />I think about the things I did <br />And the things that you said. <br />I think about the things <br />That lead to you winding up in my bed. <br /> <br />I think about the place we met <br />And all the people that I miss, <br />I think of all the fun I had there... <br />With my mad accordionist. <br /> <br />(C) Victoria Elizabeth Hughes September 2005<br /><br />Victoria Hughes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-mad-accordionist/
