I
thought of you today
while
playing on a merry-go-round.
Talking
to the breeze
while
strolling through a
museum
held
up by paperclips.
I
thought of you today
as I
played a newly written song on my piano
the
music sees
the
notes dance through the air,
just
another antique in my mind.
Written sometime in 2002
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