I slid
between the notes
Somewhere
between E and F
I slid,
caught in life’s
Harmonic
minor scale
I could not
rise to love’s
Seventh semitone
I slid,
ensnared in
Melancholic
dissonance
Of haunting
fear,
History’s
sub-dominant theme
Teasing with
diminishing
Cycles of
disharmony
The tonal reverberation
Of antiquity
The haunting
silence
Of love’s
absence
Still
trapped in the
Murmuring
present
I keep
practicing
Love’s
major scale
I try…….
So forgive
me for longing
For the
echoing resonance of
Eternity
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