SO—

You were that person

With

I shared those moments

With

That at the time

Had meaning only of the moment

With

Those of us with an earthenware bowl of pasta

With

A glass of good red wine

Well     just a room of good friends

With

Some now departed     was it into a neutral air

With

That friend     those friends     oneself among others

Many others

With

Plants against a window     clear to reveal a river below

Their flat green leaves     tongues fattened with water

And the gravitations of the sun

The attention of he who waters

With

Who turns the greens to the various angles

Of the sun spinning the morning

Shadows and the illuminated

With

The entire accumulation of the dark night

The fears     infinity     pain

A loss of love

With what

With this light left from those days

That came and went

What

With

What hid the days to come

With

With what

With what’s here now

With what’s left

With

And what is left

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