She but once

Allowed me to be

A part of her presence

As she cried

I welled up inside

Cursed damn

Hoover Damn

Although Niagra Falls

Where we belonged

She wore the white

The white choker

This night

And I imagined

My lips at Penn's Landing

Oer upon her private places

In spaces where she kept

Her Diaries

Secrets she didn't share

And hoped again

That she'd thought of me

But once