the last time i dressed

the last time i dressed
up for you, we were
twenty-two
and unsure
of where we stood
with one another.
someone was playing
the piano on
stage, and, in the
dark, your
hand drifted
over. and then,
an entire
symphony.
only now
could we
recognize
the simplicity
.
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