Gipsy Kings

doesn’t matter where i am

who i am with

when i hear the chords

guitars strummed quickly

piano keys lightly

pressed

voice

yearning

calling

pleading

searching

music pulls from me

deep-set emotions

of nostalgia

of bittersweet could have beens

of wonderings and maybes but not quites

of perhaps had the times been different

and

what if

but only

had this not been right there

it should have possibly

worked

                     itself

out

but

          it

didn’t

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