Poem: Synchronicity (Part 3)

I never question Music:

Took her to the airport After a brief, but Pleasant stay

Heard her say, “I’ll see You again soon. Don’t worry, we’ve Got a lot of time You and I. We’ve got A lot of time”.

Armed with that, alone, I drove away, Jimi Hendrix on that night, Singing “fly home my sweet Angel”, as my car scrambled

Beneath her flight.

I never question music.

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