of ending? And if it does, would you hold a song
just for me
or would it be lost in among the scores of others?
I'd write poems just to spell out departure
from the arms which were so familiar
and then be ready to hold them so close
to my heart, they burn
and singe the edges of my mind. And
when I take a step back,
I'd realise I'd gone too far to ever return.
So when you compose the next song
for the ears of people you'll never meet,
think about where the melody comes from,
think about why the tune takes a downturn,
think about me
and how I live somewhere in the air
translated through you.
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