WHAT MATTERED part eight

It was one of those days...

Shortly after the wedding had been

Remembering the moments keen



Still Tango on my mind

Like remembering... after the Ceremony

I danced Bossa Nova and Tango

All night

Had caught Michael

Held him tight

Brought me home and stayed all night



Alone again

I stand by my window and dream

What wouldn't I give

To hold him one more time

To make him wholy mine

For now and all time



Yet I thought

It was but a dream

flowing through my head

Like a soft liquid cream

Remebering how

We lay there embraced in my bed

Spreading sweetness through my mind

Wishing time was on my side



Though he had to move

Move on again

He never ever stayed for long

I wish he'd see that he was wrong

For if he stayed

If he stayed on

I would be his Paradise

That's ever and always nice



Now alone

in thought

Of all that had gone on

I felt my mood

Slide slightly to the side

Bad mood I couldn't hide



Milena wrote: "what's up,"

I wrote: "I'm feeling low!"





One minute later I got her note...





Don't be LOW! People are dying all around the world, women are enslaved, minds are going wasted, spring blossoms are about to burst in gentle rain and you have your health and you mind and a deep sense of joy! Sing even if you are down. Sing and even if you have tears it's okay...stand out in the rain and they will no longer be just your tears, but part of the world.



"Thank you, that's the most beautiful thing I heard today!"


I laughed and put some music on...


It's what mattered...




~What mattered VIII is dedicated to Milena Banks~

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