' Hangover '
There were two young men with hangover
in a Greenwich Cafe of New York City
at the very heart of the Village, the artists' haven
They looked moodily as if caught by a storm
mysterious one, with dancing ghostly demons
Their faces expressed tints of deep-seated sorrow
' I know it quite good you cry deep within yourself
unable to solve your problem, Romeo alike
I also know she was your muse, a goddess of love
and it makes me feeling so much sorrowful for you
I really share your suffering, my dear friend '
said one of them to another one, visibly shaken
His friend looked up with dampened eyes
' She was my only beauty, my love greater than life
with so many brilliantly sparkling tints
on the heavenly canvas filled with stars
She was my beloved angel looking after me
my sweet protector, my sense of life, my only love
She was a swan with wings spread wide
with nothing to hide and everything to show
a swan on the canvas of the sky above
reflected in the waters of a quiet lake
one performing a shining serenade of love
with a carousel of many hues and shades
She was my everlasting support, my arm
a gentle pillar and though all powerful one
like all the pillars of the Acropolis of Athens
supposed to stay eternally, withstanding time
as part of me, she, my heavenly angel of love
Yet she's gone, no chance to have her back '
' Don't cry, my dear friend ', the other man said
' I'm your pillar now, your best and caring friend
for as long as you need it, my dearest friend '
He took him in his very arms and held him so
for long minutes, stroking him gently on his arm
while strangers in the cafe looked curiously at them
' Hangover ' by Thaddeus Hutyra
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