Fireflies danced
in the August moonlight
while we sang songs of summer
laughing like children
and sipping martinis (extra dry) ...
you with your Sapphire
me and my Stoli
gourmet fare,
champagne and kisses
shared on the grass
beneath the silver stars
we danced with Etta James
cheered with the Red Sox
and made love in your bed
we held heaven
in our hands for weeks
but you left me
with nary a word
returned to your past,
to the lover
who tore your heart in two
left me with nothing, not even goodbye
apart from the
fear in my heart, and
tears on my face
nothing is all that remains
© 2006 Raymond J Wright
Raymond J Wright
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