Awash in melody,
you spoke clarity and truth.
I was the audience
with ears aroused
like a horny youth.
by the sound.


But my reply
was insufficient
and I still remember the day
you turned away
and slammed the door.
How the walls came crumbling down.


Now a dilapidated cabin
amidst forest leaves,
I listen to the swirl of animal cries
entwine me.


Rewind me, please.
And I'd do it all
so differently.



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