Have You Seen My Other Shoe

Excuse me,
But have you seen my other shoe?
I know I had two of them on...
When I first met you.

Last night was so alive.
And I remember the kiss.
But after observing the Moon light,
I don't claim to remember any of it.

We did meet,
That I know.
But you look entirely different.
Where did those beautiful eyes...
And that flowing long hair go?

I don't want to be rude,
But who are you?
Weren't you wearing a dress?
Why are you now with a tie on,
And in that suit!

Oh! Ooooh! Ooooooh, noooo!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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