Late Night Septet

Closing the door I

Realize not only are

You gone, but you have

 

Taken me with you.

Here I sit, music washes o’er

Me, and yet there is

 

Inside me a shape

Only you fill, your touch has

Become my very

 

Breath. I sit in awe

When did this happen, How

Did I find you here

 

Life swirls around us

Nagging, needing, demanding

Not everything will

 

Sync, and we won’t

Always find the right steps but

I will still be here.

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