Ticket Stubb Drone

I think of you
      Standing in the lobby
          The ticket is
Spat and your name
              Illuminates
       These fluorescent
                          Lights.
More beautiful than
         I remember,
    That smile irradiates
          My mind.
I cannot get you
                            Out
            Of my head.
      Out of my grasp;
My queen has no
        Interest in a
                    Mere drone.
Buzzing thru the line
      Like waves of sound,
      Reverberating in my
            Heart.