me again soon

it's been awhile
since i've written
must be your smile
i was missin
i was on trial
had been bitten
it's on file
i'd been sittin
many a mile
i kept hidden
now there's a pile
of me unwritten
i'll not beguile
i'll be me
again
soon
with
or without
the swoon
or
flying
to the
moon
if
there's
room
espeically if i can write again in free but expensive verse, not this terse, it's the worse(t)