Wings Of A Nightingale

this new year’s eve–

I wait for next year

one champagne glass

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 new year’s day–

I sit on the couch

a scent of Old Spice

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 new year’s day–

she looks around

her thoughts elsewhere

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 winter night–

his soft whisper

warms my body

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 winter night–

warm bodies shift

to right, to left

          *****

 past midnight–

I toss and turn

wedding dress on the wall

          *****

 red carnation

I see it now

in his lapel

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 winter morning–

she sits by the window

snow covered tire tracks

          *****

 dawn–

thin mist touches my face

at Sagada greenfields

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 winter’s end

his promises burried

in deep snow

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 lying side by side

tangled fingers understand

quiet moonless night–

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 on bended knees

he asks for her hand

spring flowers in bloom

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 mid summer night–

he looks up

her shadow on tinted glass

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 his and her body

mold as one

old Spanish guitar–

          *****

 dawn–

warm lips touched my face

his shadow moving away

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 dawn–

his rhythmic breathing i feel

on my nape

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 Valentine’s day–

red rose on my pillow

after he’s gone

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 Valentine’s day–

one by one she touches

five red roses

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 last train ride–

he goes home yearning

for her embrace

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 sundown–

I watch him come

in hurried strides

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 after long winter–

following the stony path

I see him coming

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 from Afghanistan–

he caresses me

his rifle forgotten

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 her wedding day–

marching with mom

where’s dad, she wonders?

          *****

 city lights–

he looks back with no regrets

country road in view

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 blizzard–

not leaving home

he cooks, I sing

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 half of my heart

keeps beating

in your grave

          *****

 you asked, I answered

sealed with a kiss

and a ring–

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 this feeling–

until I met you again

in my heart, all along

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 all these fifty years–

I follow

your lead

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 spring rain–

he shows up dripping wet

on our first date

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 Central park–

her head on his shoulder

horse-drawn carriage

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 sharing with you–

two scoops of ice cream

in one cone

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 Half Moon Bay–

she says her vows

his eyes smile

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 used to sleep alone

she toss and turn

wedding night–

          *****

 waiting for you

our daughter and me

sunset–

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