What I miss…

What I miss most about my parallel cyber-existence
When not at the mercy of Life’s nagging insistence
Is the absolute peace and perfect serenity
When writing Rob ramblings and random poetry
No need to take account of what is happening out there
Just inhaling and exhaling Rob-addled air
And imagining his imperfect but peerless face
Which every line and curve I can trace
And his irresistible and laughing voice
Enchanted idol and revered first choice
Oh, miss him like the desert misses rain
Cannot wait till I can indulge in Rob again…
(On being missing in action due to Real Life prolonged abduction...)

Ramblings on 30th April

Every one day
Sans his face and smile and eyes
A raw gaping wound...

Missing big screen Rob...

Came here to take a breather
RL squashing me under its weather
Only to find
To ease my mind:

That you girls are still smokin’
And you girls are still pokin’
Around to find new kinds of pill
For the gaping Rob-mojo loss to fill...

Ah, the interminable loneliness
Ah, the unattainable loveliness
Of that darling angel gone too far
Just as easy to lasso a star

Sure hard to keep the mojo going
When he is definitely K-Stewing...

So to pine and so to sigh
Without the dream the dreamer will die...

And now is the winter of my discontent
No big screen Rob to ease my long torment
But bless my spanking New Moon DVD
Twilight, Bad Mother’s Handbook and How to Be:
I still get to snuggle late late at night
Loving small screen Rob with all my might!

Oh my sisters and listless blisters
Do not give in to your mojo twisters
Rage and regale against the mob
Stay in high fidelity to our Rob!

Miss you all and love you all
Will drop in again to kiss and call...

(Posted on RAoR on 24/7/2010, 5.52 pm NZT time)