Some Lives
Strangers
Though we lay together
In the closeness of the night
Just before sleep
Made its claim
She began to speak
Quietly aloud
Rather than to me
She spoke of yearning
For something she’d never found
Her eyes glistened in the darkness
Tear lights
And soft sighs
As she talked of longing
Night after night
Of fitful sleep and dreams
That burn and tear
Fed by false hopes
That this time
The songs would be hers
The dreams shared
But never to be
Some lives, she said softly
Have only the lines
And a hint of the tune
Never the music
Never the song
And she cried
And held me
Forever in the night
mFm
08-02-87
11:17 P.M.
Marietta, GA
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