Mary

Listen to the song, he said
I think you will enjoy it
An ordinary night with softly dimmed lights
Time wasn't rushing with no agendas to meet
She sat on the sofa, stared at her bare feet
The melody started with the bare strings of guitar
Words followed softly of one woman she knew so well
Simple and clear she felt the message on notes
It was beautiful to be invited into his world
His world of endless roads sullen turns far away
It hurt to be reminded of the lost pleasures she had known
Eyes connected across the room
Could he see?
She could hear, she could remember, she could feel
Her eyes glazed over with fresh moisture
Did she like it? He thought that she would
Did he miss her? She wonders each day
Does he need her to share the long, lonely echoes of night
Spent chasing the moon with his melodies of notes
Just a song, he asked her to hear
Just a memory, just to be near
A simple night with no hidden agendas
A simple song with the plain strings of guitar