Sometimes You Lose a Friend

Sometimes you lose a friend
they walk off into the night
on you the last goodbye
the one you carry in your heart
broken open in love
for a man of wild beauty
a spirit for me on this night
I will carry to my grave
as a heart within my heart.

For David Milton Salmon

And how will you live what the poet Mary Oliver calls “your one wild and precious life?”

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