Turning
Can you recall the Grandview avenue walk
or how I adore the city at night?
- a stroll, a pause, a sit for coffee.
Can you recall the cool coil of night
or the feel of the gentle fit?
- a touch, a kiss, the intimate gift.
Can you recall the kiss of my lips
or the feel of my hands over your back?
- a caress, an emotion, a summer night.
Can you recall the time I made you cry
when I walked out the door and away
...to anywhere?
a shadow, an anger, a thought misgiven.
I remember when you said goodbye
and it felt like the last thing
you ever meant to say.
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