Quasi una Fantasia

Part 1

Do you remember that night when we danced together? The moon was full, the rain was heavy, and the darkness became your veil. We yearned to feel alive. I remember.

I wrote you a song, but it’s blurry now. The paper is stiff and dried out like you are, my love.

Exhausted now, I’m dry, too.

I held your hand that night as it called you by name. Blood seeped from your heart; sorrow fell from the sky.

I still dance with your breath in the cold moonlight.

You finally let go, Miriam.

How could you have known, my love?