However, I must not jump too deep or assume too much.
He may be what I need right now...and someone close too; close by a county...a short motorway; the same regional news.
Yet, the music is still in my head and the one who is so far away still plays it; dipping in and out of the hollow shadows of my bones he remains in tune, keeps the rhythm, languishes in the lyrics...
Jones.
Such an ordinary name, such an extraordinary man.
We will grab the moment and enjoy.
He is able to do that.
