Contributor: Dan Slaten

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I hear a song
and I'm instantly transported
to a time and place
that no longer exist.

I see you there
standing beneath the moonlight
and this time
I'm going to do
what I should have done
all those years before.

I move close,
lean in to kiss you,
and you are gone
and the song ends
and I'm here all alone,
older and not much wiser.

So I hit play again
and the music takes me
back to you once more,
if only for a few minutes.


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Dan Slaten writes poetry in small notebooks and on sticky notes.