Processing Remembering

April 8, 2010

This Charming Life, Joan's new cd. Two days. I think of you. Her voice, its tone...remind me of you....your connection, your vision, your ears...the tenets holding yo through the years from now to then, when you were a girl in school; a girl who loved girls, a girl who loved music...the two entwined intrinsically within your soul. And I touch that knowing and I miss you. I miss you within where we connected deep inside where we were at one, peaceful in the simplicity of  a love all our own, in quiet solitude and tender moments, memories sublime. Joan...standing in the sodding rain waiting to see her that first time with you....so in love with you...Joan, the music...new...Joan not so new, will always make me think of you though we will forever more be parted...forever more be denied sweet union, sweet resonance, a song long ago written. No tear remain. No more tears for me. We've moved on. Inexplicably, good-bye was in our first hello. There is no remorse for all the love passed between us healed us from that moment through this midnight now with Joan, Joan, Joan singing about miracles and life changing times, reveleatons, moving on...Rock n' Roll, Baby! It's Rock n' Roll!

I could never be sorry. Never harbor regret for loving you...for all the ways I've changed for all the love we knew...of how I found myself come to life in your arms. All the tears we cried, all the pain we wasted away...how much we grew, you your way and me, mine...All those times, up half the night, sharing, mingling thoughts, hearts, words, light divine....