Her endearing eyes always

Rest on him as he plays

Looking around

I wonder…

Where his angel is today

Fingers running back and forth

On black and white keys

Without  even once lifting his gaze

I wonder…

Where he is lost and gone

It used to gleam in the neon haze

When I hold the usual drink

Sitting at the bar

I wonder…

Where my missing ring is

Against the wall of the glass

Autumn chill is condensed

Along with the notes of his melancholy

I wonder…

Where these beads of amber came from

Unlike ever before it is mellow

So much so that it melts all within

While drinking his heartache away

I wonder…

Where the melody of grey flows

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