For many loves–
Even those who don’t deserve it.
Like old postcards floating
down a steam
Images of places
And those who won
Or stole my heart
The loveliest of faces
Come to mind
Drifting on
A simple wave of song–
Love is a river feeding
An ocean of memory
A moment splits it apart
We are together again
In sadness or elation
Then the waters rush back in
