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Hiatus

Updated on January 10, 2010

Let's take

our leaves

 


and sail away

from the


entwined limbs

 
of a distant love.

The warm

avenues of Paris


are filled with

the windblown


remnants of

summer's fall.

A chill

wind blows


through my soul.

The sun is

rapidly setting

 
on the multi-colored

love

and pastel smiles


shared by two.


The drab starkness

 
of what remains


reaches outward

for new horizons.



There will

be fresh buds


of love

come spring,


bursting out with

 
life's essence

 
in your

saddened heart.



Alas, my mind

has wandered,

heartstrings

 
strain to follow


to those old familiar


places where the dying


of the season

gently whispers--




"Everybody goes home in October."

 

 

©-MFB III

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      seasoning 7 years ago

      ha ha , i am loving your work