Dale Michael Abella
A Mist - Poem by Dale Michael Abella
I hold my love for you
Like wintry trees hold snow
Whistling wind, my chilled spirit
How will I let you go?
The earth remains so frozen
Waveless seas remember your sweet breeze
My heart's rhythm had chosen
Hazel to dance without me
Loving once more lifted my life
Your melodious music held my care
Your gentle eyes shimmered brightly
Why did I think our love should endure?
Never did I want us to step away
Nor did I wish your sun to wince
When deep dark clouds shadowly say
Sunshine's timing was just a mist
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