Going Where the Muses Lead Us

Friday, April 23, 2010

No More

The words on the page of the book blurred,
as the music broke through her concentration,
to the part of the mind where
recollections are shrouded in mist.

Closed now the book and also her eyes
as thoughts only that song could call forth.
Smells, sounds and sights spring from a night
not that long ago.

Fresh cut flowers in a vase by an empty wine bottle.
Perfume mingled with sweat on the pillow.
Steam off the water from a shower together.
A tug on her heart as he pulled her close.

"I'll see you soon", he would say with a kiss at the door.
"Please don't leave me, please stay with me", she always requested.
Yet his answer remained the same.
With resolve in her voice she finally replied
"Don't bother, I want you no more".

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