In the night a small candle glows-----A new york love story about rebirth ,,,by jude kyrie

In the night a small candle glows
..a New York love story
By
Jude Kyrie

He had that recurring dream again
Awakening with a start.
Perspiration was
Pouring down his face.
The car, the children,
Molly his wife.
 
The heavy truck spinning in front 
on the icy freeway.
Explosions so loud.
Then the silence as they drifted away.
And he was left alone.

He moved out of their tiny inner-city cottage.
Is was two years ago
but he just left it the way it was.
The kid's toys strewn on the floor.
Bread and cookies on the table.
He would never return there,  never.
Not even to get his beloved alto sax.
the key to making a living.

He followed the cop
that pulled him from the wreck.
He did not know why he did this,
Sure she was pretty enough.
But that was not it.

He was once told that if you save
Someone's life they belong to you.
Well, she could have his life.
He did not want it anymore.

She entered the bank
He saw the robbery before she did.
The robber lifted his weapon before
She had time to move.
Without fear or forethought, he jumped
in front of her
and took a bullet for her.

It was in the arm straight in and out.
She put three in the perp,
 dropping him dead.
before he could fire another shot.

I fell down she held me in her arms.
As I was bleeding out.
Why did you do that, she said
I would have been killed.
That's why
I whispered.

She visited me in hospital
Brought me grapes
I hate fucking grapes.

She had no idea who I was
When the car wreck happened
I was covered in blood and EMS
Ran me to the hospital.
Names don't stay with people
Only faces.

When I got out of the hospital.
She appeared at my rented room door.
With a coffee and doughnuts
I don't talk much since…..well just since.
Who the fuck are you she asked
A God damned  Angel.
I said I don't think God dams his angels.

She seemed to like me.
Fuck knows why
I wasn't nice to her.
She started looking for me on her shift.
Grabbing a coffee and suggesting dates.
I told her no offense lady
 don't arrest me.
But I don't date anymore.

But she was a New York cop.
and a woman,
fucking relentless.
She said she would make life hell for me
If I didn't take her for a date.
Fucking women.

I gave in and said I would join her
At the blues club nearby.
We got there at 10 pm after her shift
She looked fucking hot.
The blues were playing
I heard the alto sax wailing
It cried like my soul was feeling.

She saw the tears welling in my eyes
And held me to her soft breast.
Tell me what it is
Is it me she asked?
I was just silent.

The owner of the club saw me.
He said, Tony
where the fuck you been man.
It's been two years since you came here.
We miss your sax wailing boy.
He said where's your sax?
Don't you have it anymore?
I shook my head it was a lie
But I had my reasons.

He grabbed the alto sax
from the band playing.
Make it weep Tony.
My heart needs to hear you play man.
I moved quietly to the stage.
And the room went silent.
Just as if the Angel Gabriel
was going to wail his horn.

They remembered me they stood up
and clapped for five minutes.
Blues people don't change.
They just get fucking older.

I said nothing.
But played nature boy.

Peggy got up and took the mike
She wept the words as I played.
Tears falling down
her old sad blackface.

……..There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered
very far, very far
Overland and sea
A little shy and sad of eye
But very wise was he…….

My cop was crying too.
She said I don't cry ever see.
I am a cop I see shit.
Who the fuck are you she said?
But I let the sax wail for my words.
It poured my sadness into the night.

She got my full name from Peggy.
She says that boy needs a woman.
But then a woman is Peggy's
answer to all men's problems.

She run the info though the computers
at the precinct.
those fucking things
Know every leak you ever take.

She saw the car wreck
the body bags.
Me, covered in blood.
She knew it all.

She found my mother in law's place.
And went there.
She said he's heartsick honey.
He won't go home.
Won't let anyone in.
He blames himself.
He's never cried once
It's eating him inside.

She said I can't find him
Do you know where he is?
He's over at the cemetery.

She missed her shift change over.
And went to the Park Lawn
He was kneeling by a family
grave talking to his kids.

She went to him and slipped
Her arm around him.
He turned his head
Into her breast.
 she kissed his head.
and he wept and wept.
He sobbed like his sax wailed.

She kissed his eyes.
Let it out, honey
Let it all go
.
She drove them to his house
The mess was on the floor.
The stale food stank.
It was in a mess
The kid's toys spread everywhere.
His sax on the hall table.
saying nothing
she started cleaning it up.

She said quietly.
Did I not save your life right?
He said yes you did.
And you saved mine right
He said yes I did.
She said
Unless we both say  that
we're even stevens.
You know what it means.

He nodded
Yeah...I know.
It means
We belong to each other now.

You got it straight McGraw she quipped.

Two years later
Tony came back from his gig
at the blues club.
He had a recording contract in his pocket.
The money would come in real handy
What with their second baby
coming in a few months.
Kids were pricey little buggers.