lament the loss (when rain forms a widow’s veil)

when rain falls
in the nascent glow
of a streetlight,
it seems to wear a veil,
a widow’s gown

you and i
have felt the distance
between two knees
sitting too close

it’s taken its toll

the bells of the church
agree – and inside
The Beatles lament
the loss
and turn
defiantly –

those headlights in the rain.

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