Three words; and heavens betray their dizzying will
Your name and mine blended into bonsai nights
And fragrance of waves was cast in forever stones
Your stories and dreams, babies and dimlit stairs
Twenty years ago, you sang those songs; but it is
Today's moon that rose among those grateful stars
Twenty years ago, I heard those words
Could-have-been-mine moments sparkled all night
One clasp from behind has melted your moon
My peerless Friend,
But with what do I fill your generous cup?
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