06 September 2023

anon



your face across the crowded room
unexpectedly there
a peaceful walk among the trees
where I expected storms
my heart leaps I move to greet
a thought stops me anon
I am mistaken
like the warm sun on my face
comforting like a lazy summer day
until the chill autumn winds
belie its pleasant dream
something in a stranger's eyes
the echo of your gaze
I miss you
could I stop the shortening days
the mix of love and loss
season following empty season
without you near to me
my smile like fading daylight
greets each passing visage
masking lingering heartache
as years stretch on and on

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