Wings Of A Nightingale

Saturday morning–

I wake up alone

a smell of after shave

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 in your arms

I fell asleep

crescent moon–

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 autumn leaves–

falling

as the torn love letter

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 this ring–

the one who gave me

too far away

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 in my dream–

i wake up beside you

our anniversary

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 thunder clap–

nestled in your arms

I feel secured

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 after nine months–

I hold our child

in your embrace

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 summer break–

I pack my bags

to be with him

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 summer moon–

I lean on your chest

after a long absence

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 Harbor View–

I meet my love

to fulfill a promise

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 ballroom dance contest–

he kisses my lips

before we tango

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 Sunday at the mall–

he waits for her

and saw his wife

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 spring morning–

parting at the bus stop

to meet again

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 misty-eyed

she still feels his kiss

warm on her lips

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 whirlwind romance–

she wears his ring

all these fifty years

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 a long embrace–

he looks at her

yearning gone

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 my eyes tearing–

waiting for your return

spring pollen

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 spring breeze–

I smell Old Spice

are you there?

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 field of flowers–

walking with my love

is it sunset?

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 sound of thunder–

drawns his whisper

of “goodbye”

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 fifty years–

he and she, dancing

to life’s rhythm

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 summer camp–

we exchange smiles

and phone numbers

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 Saturday morning–

I wake up

the sun’s rays kissing my cheeks

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 goodbyes–

too long forgotten

my love, here to stay

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 spring morning–

I wake up in his arms

after our argument

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 for one minute–

his kisses, in rhythm

with our heartbeat

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 misty morning–

i climb the steep hill

his sailboat now in view

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 Pacifica coast sunset–

i see only orange glow

as minutes trickle

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 summer sunset–

I feel your palms

warm in mine

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