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Saying Goodbye

Saying Goodbye

 

We embraced, there in the parking lot

of the ordinary.

How could I know your arms were arguing last things?

Your cheek in my hair.

For a moment I pressed against you. Goodbyes can be vast.

In a breath, we traded lives. I didn't know

you were a cliff I had reached the edge of.

Your touch echoed.

I simply followed it like song.

 

First published in How to Get Heat Without Fire, 1996; reprinted in Packing Light: New and Selected Poems, Black Widow Press, 2009.

Set to music by Tom Cipullo ("How to Get Heat Without Fire") and then by Melanie Mitrano; available for downloads on ITunes, at Melanie Mitrano's website, CD Baby.