.
That certain sadness
of not having regrets –
I’d love that.
Memories of what never
happened, and of absence –
I’d love that.
The dance we didn’t get
to do, the fading music –
I’d love that.
The rain that came and
lingered when you died –
I’d love that.
The quiet of night,
with its stars so bright –
I’d love that.
.