Stardust Fading : by Carmen Ruggero

Whatever made me think…                                  

I don’t know,
was I even thinking?
thinking…
The night fresh, young
as the dreams
the dreams we dreamed
like verses…
verses…
freshly spoken,
not yet touched
by the new day…
new day…
let’s dance, you said,
follow my steps
steps… steps…
and I followed
in semidarkness
we danced…
 danced…
to Hoagy’s tune.
We’ll have a whiskey
you said,
and I was thirsty…
I was thirsty…
what was I thinking?
 thinking…
I wonder
as I see the door
close behind you…
behind you…
and all that echoes
in my mind…
 my mind…
is a memory
of us, and a dream
and that night…
vanishing like stardust…
stardust…
fading… fading…