Spark

 Why do you look so lost, my love?
Sitting here by the piano, all alone.

Playing a song about somebody who you knew.
Or is it about somebody new?

Broken nails on broken keys,
playing a broken tune.

Under a broken moon-
The light plays with your hair
blue-black.

Tired leaf,
waiting for Spring.
.
Waiting for blossom and
rain and green weather
to begin-
 But there is still time...

Be careful.

The difference between a flame and a fire -
is but one spark.

Suppress it, lest you get burnt.