I have been here before
When I feel the future
And know when things
Are coming to their final end…
There is more than one way
For death to occur…
I know I am leaving
For a new life
In San Francisco
Already then end
Of this chapter is coming
And I feel it,
And race to do
And see
And make love
To as many as I can
For this time
And place
And friends
Will never exist
As they now do ever again.
Be bold…
I say to myself
Even I have held back
In places.
I'll risk to tell those
I love,
No.
To ask if I may have the honor
Of knowing their kiss
Their touch before I go
So I can open the happy memory of it
When I have gone off alone
On my adventure
And smile
When I sit alone
At a café' table
In a different kind
Of different city…
See I am already there
As I sit here.
No more Dragonfest
No more Sparrows
No more Festival of Imagination
No more summer in Colorado
I feel the death of them already.
And like one who knows the hour
I am savoring these moments with you,
One last time.
The taste is bittersweet.
