such simple sadness
in sounds from strings
fiddle sings streak sad cheeks
salted with solitary streams these
tears that are dream shadows.
i sit where we sat when we
first met oh how much could
change in the time it takes
the tide to pull
the moon full
of cheer the music now
conveys a change in feeling.
give me melancholy, give me
happiness, but take from me
this long sad waltz
the fiddles fell back into.
take from me whatever
failings i perpetuate but
never take from me
the lingering memory of
you sitting next to me
smiling the way the moon
waxed the philosophical we were
when the sea opened up
to that brilliant lunar light.
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