when you hit
that note
my heart shattered
autumn leaves like
windchimes in the
biting winds
dark skies like
mornings held high
to high noon
to full moon
and those eyes
of dark skies and autumn leaves
of windchimes and mornings
i gasp for air
as the wind stops
and the trees fade
when you held that note
to high noon
to full moon
when you shattered
in the beating notes
of my heart