Last night near Le Pont Mirabeau

Last night near Le Pont Mirabeau
While I was in a fitful sleep
You came to me within a dream
      And spoke as though you were alive.

You looked thin but not too bad
That is, all things considered. And
We talked a while of nothing much.
      It was good to hear your voice.

Conversation turned to visions,
Ruins of cities yet to come,
For what we love must go away
      And what we build will fall apart.

I watched in silence, in my dream,
So much sadness in your tale,
For what we love must go away
      But it was good to hear your voice.

2 Responses to “Last night near Le Pont Mirabeau”

  1. Andy says:

    Beautiful!

  2. admin says:

    Thank you!

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