sighs

for a moment,

I remembered the magic,

the sheer exhilaration

of life itself,

it was the music,

it was the air,

it was the anticipation,

of things no longer there,

the world was young,

dark and mysterious,

the phantom night,

was waiting

to swallow fantasies and fools,

and Colorado

was a million miles away,

lost in dreams,

and endless lover’s sighs;

……. oh how I cried for you.