Broken Winter

In the night I hear your whisper
deafening the painful silence.
Once more you speak of lost dreams,
like stolen sweets laid upon your heart.
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The gallant flower stood with glee
Swaying in the wind it seemed so carefree.

Its petals broke off one by one,
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I've slept upon this thunder,
I've slept upon this dream.
I watch the days go by,
ripping my tailored seem.
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Can you feel my presence?
Can you touch my hand?
Do you feel me anymore,
or am I just something washed upon the sand?
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The Letter lay on the table far off
mocking her with every move.
A mystery, immersed in an ebony envelope,
daring her to come closer.
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Running through the forest,
my heart is skipping beats.
Logs and twigs and branches
seem to crawl under my feet.
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Pushed into unconciousness
delivered from your smile,
I wait hear in fear of a lonely dream.
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Daffodils on windowsills
glowing in the rain

I shout your name;
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