Something urbane
a fiction
a television rerun
a sad moment
and I feel tears,
I know where they are
waiting to be shed
needing a reason
in the quiet of my cry
I miss her
snd I want to tell her why.
instead a good sob
lets a man recognize
there is a reason
the stars return at night
a purpose to a glorious sunrise
a special cooling of summer
all natural wonders
let me hide my tears
for the facade
allows my aching heart
will own our love
like a sunset
let life
rest another day.
A good cry
and I know
I love you!
© Scott F Savage 2019
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