Herbie Mann Comin' Home

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Daughter Lines

After working the numbers, after accounts for the who who reads them,

I took a midnight walk, and, with you, conversed

As if you were there.  We passed in the halogen halo of lamps

And laughed, not at the wit, as at the fact that it was we,

We who walked as the night reared its ear.


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