Pendulously thoughtful of the prose within the song
Without and then within I feel the longing all night long,
Exquisitely it touches like a flick of feline tail
To render me insensate with denouements that assail....
So light as to be, as if it isn't really there
As gossamer, it cavorts across my recollection, fair.
Gentle, when the phantom breeze insinuates the night
Enough to cause my fleeting smile to pass...and feel so right.

M.
23 July2020