A
few lazy steps and we meet again
In
the eyes of friends
Who
keep the secret locked
Between
the minor words we exchange
Broken
and forever incomplete
A
few fallen leaves and you’re back again
As
encounters with fate resound in dry colors
And
every gust of wind carries sighs
While
I await the world to crumble
But
it has denied me a response
A
few short hours and the feeling is gone
Even
with the taunting trees overlooking me
And
the mute lake mimicking the clear skies
As
silence mourns the loss of sounds
An
outline of your vacancy
A
few blank thoughts fill my lungs,
The
moist air short of suffocating,
Formulates
clouds that dream of the past
When
showers were cooling and earth exhaled
Those
quiet minutes engraved in my mind
A
few minutes of silence then laughter
Through
the storms and thick humid woods
And
in every hand I hold from now on
As
I walk forward with you nearby.
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