February 25, 2010

wind

Memories dance
Inside the cold night wind
They brave the dark
To wake me in the night
Whispering stories of
Rough wood against bare hands
Snow gently falling in my hair
Smoke lingering through your mouth and nose
My eyes are on you
A song to say it
The rhythm, my heart and yours
Then in the deep of night,
You were gone
Piercing now, words, they are memories
Of love, lost
Where time still exists
And cold night wind dances on

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