The lingering feeling

When a favorite song ends
Before you are ready for it to end

It's good to remember
That it's never supposed to end
In the first place.

If i lived
Before cassettes and cd players
Reduced music
Into bite sized pieces
And turned compositions
Into an art form,

I might have
Hummed the same song
Over and over again,

Never having to know
The lingering loss
When my favorite song ends.

Tweaking a joke here,
Adding a feeling there,
Until i knew the
Rhyme and rhythm
Inside out,
And it rocked me to sleep
And sang in my dreams...

Never having to know
The lingering loss