Old poems…. new site, life goes on

MONDAY, AUGUST 23, 2004

The city was never the same without you
not central park
not the empire state
tonight I was reminded
as the moon shone
what’s wrong with holding on
the food bland, the company irrelevant
the night was the best part
although I still wanted you there
I always do
next to me
below the fire in the sky
like that night long ago
when your heart was mine