Long after the dark had descended
After the last vestiges of daylight show
The faint sweet sound of an old gramophone
Can be heard floating along on the breeze.
An old Bix Beiderbecke number from long ago.
And as I watched from across that wide deep river
I saw you dancing in the brightening moonlight glow
You were alone and you looked so beautiful
I barely wanted to disturb the perfect scene.
I was pulled in both directions – but I had to go.
But just a single dance, I could live with that
So again I crossed the bridge that lay between
And soon I held you tight as our arms entwined
Where round the floor we seemed to glide on air.
Wrapped in love was such a very joyful scene.
Yet it was just a memory, and soon you were gone.
…and all once more was dust.
©Joe Wilson – And then the dust settled…2018