For Chris

a thousand times i spoke
my words inaudible under you,
a child's whisper feather-light
under the twinkling of your guitar...
lucidity.
so many things said into a mirror,
your reflection looking back at me
instead of my own,
my lips forming your response.
"thank you so much, mr. degarmo, or if i may
call you chris?"
and always, "you're welcome,"
in my voice instead of your own.
for years of inspiration,
rehearsed lines
from no script this actress has ever read,
i thank you.
i bless you,
for though an era has come to a close,
a new one begins beside it.
i am right by your side.

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