Cicotte Avenue Rendezvous
U Uriah Hamilton
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I was hoping to meet you quietly
and to gently learn how to be your friend;
There were definite days when I worried for you
and said my prayers in a room of votive candles.
I'll always remember your necklace
and the simple joy of your perfume,
the delicate design of your painted fingernails
and how you listened to the rain
like someone mesmerized with Mozart.
Someone new is kissing you in the sunlight
in a dream that has just begun;
I guess I'm grateful for this pain,
everyone has to own something
and this was the gift you intended.
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