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Well I'll be damned
Here comes your ghost again
But that's not unusual
It's just that the moon is full
And you happened to call.
Here I sit
Hand on the telephone
Hearing a voice I'd known
A couple of light years ago
Heading straight for a fall.
As I remember your eyes
Were bluer than robin's eggs.
My poetry was lousy you said.
Where are you calling from ?
A booth in the Midwest.
Ten years ago
I bought you some cuff links.
You brought me something.
We both know what memories can bring
They bring diamonds and rust.
Well you burst on the scene
Already a legend.
The unwashed phenomenon
The original vagabond
You strayed into my arms.
And there you stayed
Temporarily lost at sea.
The Madonna was yours for free.
Yes the girl on the half-shell
Would keep you unharmed.
Now I see you standing
With brown leaves falling
All around
And snow in your hair.
Now you're smiling
Out the window
Of that crummy hotel
Over Washington Square.
Our breath comes out
White clouds
Mingles and hangs in the air.
Speaking strictly for me
We both could have died then and there.
Now you're telling me you're not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You who are so good with words
And at keeping things vague.
Because I need some of that vagueness now
It's all come back too clearly.
Yes I loves you dearly
And if you're offering me
Diamonds and rust
I've already paid.
