The wind has a
wailing heart this night.
I am caught between
yesterday and tommorow.
sleep on nights like this
is impossible.
I sit on the upstairs balcony
watching a candelabra
of moon and stars.
Stars that you look down at now
from that illuminated place
that knows no pain or darkness.
The concert pianist that lives below
is touching her piano keys softly
Chopin joins me with his soulful
Moonlight sonata.
it was your favorite piece my love.
the beautiful gift of his music
and her wonderful talent
send the notes upward to you
on the wings of white doves.
.I fold my heart into a love letter
and attach it a dove
it flutters above the clouds
and high past the knowing moon.
and I know that in the world
of infinity you will read my letter.
And the sound of Chopin's nocturne
will let you know
how I miss you
on this sleepless
windy summer night.