You Were the Music

You were the music playing that
night during dinner at The Allegro
as you chose to sit across from me
instead of the other women. You
spoke fluently in the language of
my birth…another music.

That same night when you had
gotten my number and called, I
didn’t tell you love fades even
when it is beautiful. That even as
it loves, it forgets love.

 

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