The Softest Music

I never cared for dinner parties.
It was always you who dragged me into
The spotlight to mix with
The hypocrites and social climbers
As if we were one of them.

Then you were ripped from me
And this was the first party I
Had attended in six years.
I thought the black and white was fitting.
You were the colour in my life.
When you disappeared I couldn’t
Breathe for days and my heart
Stopped beating altogether.

I collect the sparkling cufflinks
From the mantle-piece where they sit
Next to the jar of pills.
Makes me remember the straight jacket
I forced myself into.

Arrive in a crowded ballroom
and the noise feels deafening.
I make no attempt to mingle with
The guests and pretend I’m happy.

But then suddenly there you are.
Standing alone in a congested room
And all of a sudden there’s no one else
Left in the world.
You run to me and were are enveloped in
The cocoon of each other’s arms.
Your fingers brush away the glittering tears.
All those aches and sores that time
Could never heal.

Only you were the cure.

And it was just us. Being serenaded by the
Softest music. And at last I feel my heart
Begin to beat again.