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"winter branches"
@Uootem
I stand before a winter tree
where in a distant springtime day
we shared its shade and our love
a tree with so many branches that
once held green leaves and promise
but the branches are bare now
just as my heart is devoid of your love
silent are they, incapable of articulation.
but the wind through them creates the haunting
your voice heard in their ever present music.
and you are the wind through my heart,
creating mournful and loving and playful
sounds that echo through the grayed sky.
sounds that leave the listener changed forever.
your love cut these courses
and the passion I feel for you forces music
eternally from them. and I am unchanged
except by your passage through me.
and in the eyes of those who dare listen
to a futile poetic yearnings.
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