Damn Stevie Nicks. She made me cry again. The good news: hearing her songs also makes me want to write poetry again.

Sara by Fleetwood Mac

Wait a minute baby…
Stay with me awhile
Said youd give me light
But you never told me about the fire

Drowning in the sea of love
Where everyone would love to drown
And now it’s gone
It doesnt matter anymore
When you build your house
Call me home

And he was just like a great dark wing
Within the wings of a storm
I think I had met my match — he was singing
And undoing the laces
Undoing the laces

Drowning in the sea of love
Where everyone would love to drown
And now it’s gone
It doesn’t matter anymore
When you build your house
Call me home

Hold on
The night is coming and the starling flew for days
I’d stay home at night all the time
I’d go anywhere, anywhere
Ask me and I’m there because I care

Sara, you’re the poet in my heart
Never change, never stop
And now it’s gone
It doesn’t matter what for
When you build your house
I’ll come by

Drowning in the sea of love
Where everyone would love to drown
And now it’s gone
It doesn’t matter anymore
When you build your house
Call me home

All I ever wanted
Was to know that you were dreaming
(there’s a heartbeat
And it never really died)