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chats by the light of the moon
All That Remains
I remember that smile you gave to me.
Hours on the phone the young lilt in your tone.
As if I could visualize the smile upon your face as
I would declare the next song to be sung. Off key made no difference to me .
That wit and quick retort – it was as if we were dancing with our words.
You awakened my mind and alarmed my senses after months of the comfortably numb
I had been laying in. I thank you for that.
Things seemed to change once the ill became whole again.
Perhaps you just needed an ear; a cheerleader of sorts.
A woman’s tone on your way home from impressing the masses.
A safe place to state your frustrations and fears.
After some time had passed the declarations brought tears to my eyes.
Your statements though passionate were told from a younger man.
I realized the experience in my years would surely have separated us.
Your words left a bitter taste in my mouth and an ache upon my brain.
What happened to the singing?
The promise of a rendezvous was never to be kept.
I returned from Paris and it became all too obvious that it was just verse.
Words exchanged by the light of the moon.
Some nights I lay awake imagining the ring of the phone and your voice.
It is like a ghost pain one feels when a limb is removed as if it still remains.

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