walk on by

put on your midnight stars
and your well worn in stories
and walk with me once more
so that your footsteps of sand
with wavy ebbs
and your sun-speckled smiles
shine on every memory
of us that i can then
pinpoint
and put away behind the scent
of dog eared books and
mothball linen and other
things in dusty dark corners to be
forgotten and
let their sheen be hid
under blankets of patchwork stories
so that there be
no footsteps ahead of me
and i can leave behind this
thread of starshine and
just walk on by.


inspired in part by Bryan Adams’s song by the same name and tinged with my usual melancholy.

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