Here is a note that was lost
On a floor that was swept
Some time ago.
It lies folded shut, marks
Facing one another
Like dance partners would
Some time ago.
The music had stopped
And had yet to restart
Chests rising and falling
Awaiting, expectant,
Joyous and hopeful.
Eyes meeting and playing
Hands moist with fear
And hope for the unknown.
And on the floor lies a note
It’s words remain a mystery
Unopened, unheard, Unforgiven
And unsought.
Sadness walks by
Unseeing, uncomprehending
As still and alone as a
Body laid cold and bare.
And put to the ashes
Some time ago.
Nov 28, 2013