three-way date

brought together through music we were
a trio who could not would not
cease to sing. made toonies by the handful
on a gently indifferent street corner
in the middle of the
city. you were so beautiful
in the light of the lamp bringing me back to
the old days of falling in love with voices
and loveliness and love. and you
and he and i made a team so stunning
that policemen stopped on their beats
and chose not to ticket
the unauthorized busking band.

when night came and you liked him and
he liked me and i liked him and you and
we liked each other best, we ordered
three hot chocolates in the shop across the
street and shared a few silent warm moments
where there was only the triangular forcefield
making its message clear: this is
a three-way date, something you've never done
before and probably will never do again.
split your smile three paths in an elegant fork
and see it verge on merging, then merge
in the form of a song
that makes us more money the more we play.

each of us has both an instrument to wail on
and some love to pass on. we are not stingy
with our tender donations to this
band-becoming-something-else-something-more.
passersby can see the chemistry
forming in the clouds made by our hot breath
on the cold air. fingerless mittens and
out-of-tune strings. make this never stop.
make this never cease. make this never
end.