Listening
Track after track
To steal a phrase
Watercolor memories
Of a million
Or maybe
Just forty years ago
Not fair
Not fair of you
To dare
Stir the bottom
Of my heart
Buried emotions
Flailing to the surface
Not fair
Low blow
Wouldn’t act
Couldn’t act
Afraid or incapable?
Reserved or guarded
Or just terrified
Of it being too much
A pot boiling over
A heart bursting
Souls merging
Not fair
Not fair of you
To dare
Stir the bottom
Of my heart
Still listening
Track after track
To steal a phrase
Watercolor memories
Of a million
Or maybe
Just forty years ago
Elaine Mills
Moon Rise for JP