but
never like this
me
sitting alone
in open
space
far
away from stage
dark
descending
many
had left already
it was
a new song
simple
direct
hair
now white
still
round glasses
guitar
glinting spotlight
black
shirt
rolled up at the sleeves
familiar
fingers flashing
and you
sang about
mystery
and grace
and the beauty of gasoline
and I
nodded
and
then you sang
stand
up if you think love rules
and I
stood up
tears
dripping
and I
knew something
new
and
timeless
had
flashed in my heart
and you
took me there
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