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Autumn Leaves
volume 6 number 7
Autumn Leaves volume 6 number 7 |
You seem so far away; at least in mind.
Your body rigid
by my side tonight,
A stubborn silence; two hearts of a kind,
that each
admit no fault in any fight.
Each time I can't remember why we stay,
some
dark and final moment comes to pass.
Old visions find their way here as I
lay,
they bother me, beleaguer and harass.
Yet, we have weathered storms
far worse than these.
A score of rainy nights could tell the tale
I reach
for you; the gale becomes a breeze.
We two withstand the storm; against it
rail.
To be or not to be as near as this,
when you and I are
closer than a kiss.
