Flight

[ellajam]

I saw the poem
in my head the first time
you couldn’t remember
my name, your tongue wanting
to say something, anything;
the sadness of it all floated,
catching on a bridge column,
swirling in an eddy of undertows.

Your arms spread like sparrow wings,
and I thought this is how they might look
flying into eternity.

Hi, 71, you've got a beauty here. I have no suggestions, every word works for me. I like the breaks, they play tricks without acting tricky. The S sounds build to the fine spread/sparrow, I picture his skinny arms and agree, he is leaving. It's a heartbreaker.

Heeey, endstops! The punctuation works beautifully. It is complete. Thanks for posting, a keeper for me.