I'll Be Seeing You

I’LL BE SEEING YOU 17 February 2011 . A single note, moon-haunting-velvet, and she wanted to hold it, protect it, purr-soft cup it in quiet fingers, but then there was another note and another and another and they melted into bird voices and feather-floated up, up, too high for sound and she reached too far and she was gone . . . death by too much eternal beauty in one glass-bright skysong.