I'm listening to music
stretched out to the edge
of my single bed
a familiar chorus
haunting from the radio
a song with reverb
ethereal and hollow
I'm reminiscing
of endless nights and smoky clubs
of full houses
and your messy bed
two crazy kids dancing
under a cloudy moon
unrehearsed upon the stage
wild
I find myself - wandering
lost in the lyrics
backtracking in hindsight and second guesses
tracing footsteps in the muddled past
remembering promises
and discovering lies
the song ended
and I still hear the echoes
I'm hungry again
and I rise
and turn the dial
to find a smile
listening
to a new song
Copyright © 2014 Robin Christopher Amaral