SECRETS
like licorice twists
wrap around my
tongue
Couldn't let on
how I felt about you,
back when we were young
I have a story I'd like to tell you now,
I wish you were still here
It's about a sweet crush that endured a lifetime, beyond your precious years

Miss you my secret love.

Getting sleepy in your afternoon,
as you dance across my evening
One day crossing busy streets
we just may wind up
meeting

You're reaching out to me
with words unspoken
they follow me through a
"burning house" ignited by sound
I hear you clearly
I feel you loudly
Your instrument lies horizontally
upon a table
Passionate fingers softly caress the lamenting strings
plucking a haunting melody
lingering to extinguish the lonely
cinders that dance upon thin air

Still,  the steady flow of vibration mourning the loss....

VALENTINE,
your presence
made
the heaviness
of this
snowfall
so much
Iighter