But what use are they in loving?

How my heart sings

What was so wrong about asking
About your absence from this world
And trying to grab you back.

holding onto your coat tail?

Eternity’s long enough already
We don’t need your vapour trails.
Was it a wicked thing to do,
As you floated so far away,
To reach out to touch you once more?
I admit I never knew you kept score.
When I beat you at chess so long ago
Were you already packing bags
to throw out the door?
I knew it was the real thing
But some men never do.
You have your expectations
And your tests and rules
But we never learned those
In our higher maths class schools.
We learned rigour and icy vision
Definition and precision.
We learned explanation  and revision
But what use are they in loving
I didn’t know how to navigate your soul 
You were off anyhow.
The orchestra stopped playing

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