Simply a Memory

I think of you in song.


Also,
in stillness, when
you were alone with your thoughts that
may or may not have been of me; when
you gazed into my heart as you looked elsewhere; when
the music wasn’t yours but was
your friend.

You stood beside the pavilion
striking a pose that set you apart until
you made a space for me in your smile.
What more is there to think of than that?

 

Copyright 2012 by DM Denton

Copyright 2012 by DM Denton


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