lights
on both sides
of the river
and her face in
the middle
on the bridge
somehow brighter
than all of
them
brighter than
everything
It’s the sad
smiles, with glinting
tears in the eyes
that shine the
brightest
And all he could do
was watch
The urge to stop
her
from jumping was
there,
but even if he did
stop her…
What would that accomplish?
She’d just find
another way
No, this was not the
time to play hero.
Sad smiles with
tears glinting in the eyes
need no heroes
Tonight,
he came here to be
alone. He was just
another failed artist
But tonight he also
learned
that
the most beautiful art
is not made by
human hands
As she turned around
one more time,
thanking him for not
playing hero,
and jumped
ultimate art was performed
and witnessed
and will never be
forgotten
Ultimate art
makes the soul
transcend
And witnessing it
he too
felt inspired
and ready
Text © Bogdan Dragos
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