We're lucky to have survived each other,
in the aftermath of love
Those promises made as leaves they fell,
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Your love poem gave me a great image to hold onto: leaves hidden beneath the snow. This is a real thing in my yard right now. Thinking of those fall leaves as forgotten love to be reclaimed is wonderful and a reminder that we don't have to tame and tidy everything...and we can return to them despite everything. Nice Kurt.
'We're lucky to have survived each other, in the aftermath of love' Sadly I have seen this theme repeated far to often. Enjoyed.