Questions of November Romance
she served me a whiskey
smiled and said hello
although we barely spoke
when we met four days earlier
four days earlier i was running errands
parking on a busy one-way street
pausing to seek drink and conversation
as summer bled into fall
fall a time of reflection
of seasons past and age
memories of friends
and i asked myself if i could use another
another time and place the reflection
my heart bore the weight
of those who've come and gone
as i lived my many lives
my many lives whispered as i looked at her
each a song and a poem
each a never-ending refrain
memories rekindled on a day in november
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