A leaf
On a tree
One day
He'll fall to
Me
I'll
Sit and stay,
Watching
Everyday
And when he
Falls,
I'll catch him
The leaf
Is a light
In my world
Of grim
I gaze
Through my window
Silently
And everyday
he stays away,
It bludgeons me
Violently
Until
He falls off of
The tree,
Still lifted
Away from me
Onto the grass,
He's mine at last
But the wind
Growls in my ears,
Confirming
All my
Worst of
Fears
And before I look,
He's disappeared
Leaving me wounded,
Severe
Gone, he's been
Taken away
As once he's
Caught,
He never,
Ever
Stays
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