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I thought I found my forever, just a few words walking the path I have traveled by myself, watching trees grow and weeds fill as squirrels frolicked from branch to branch Then more words and a feeling created in my chest unexplained, when a sunrise became you in past minutes moving forward from a tent in a park, still there Sleep became an enemy of my happiness when daylight moments were ours Learning to wander in a new direction following not streams with golden carp but a heartbeat thumping in the smiles You became a part of me, entwined as a vine on a garden fence Love bloomed, we bloomed together, autumn collected our thoughts in the colorful leaf piles we played in Winter brought its harsh frown, still we warmed ourselves by the fires we tendered, flames raging within our feelings, touching from a distant dream, reaching beyond delivered doubts But it lingered, chilled wishes freezing, snowdrift guilt lay waste on the side of the road Slush filled our boots and the season counted yet another victim in its icy grip I thought I found my forever, now words have ended in shorter sentences Silence cries on the arctic winds and my forever has become a forever sadness, without a coming spring
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Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 9:57 AM UTC
Without a coming spring
I thought I found my forever, just a few words walking the path I have traveled by myself, watching trees grow and weeds fill as squirrels frolicked from branch to branch Then more words and a feeling created in my chest unexplained, when a sunrise became you in past minutes moving forward from a tent in a park, still there Sleep became an enemy of my happiness when daylight moments were ours Learning to wander in a new direction following not streams with golden carp but a heartbeat thumping in the smiles You became a part of me, entwined as a vine on a garden fence Love bloomed, we bloomed together, autumn collected our thoughts in the colorful leaf piles we played in Winter brought its harsh frown, still we warmed ourselves by the fires we tendered, flames raging within our feelings, touching from a distant dream, reaching beyond delivered doubts But it lingered, chilled wishes freezing, snowdrift guilt lay waste on the side of the road Slush filled our boots and the season counted yet another victim in its icy grip I thought I found my forever, now words have ended in shorter sentences Silence cries on the arctic winds and my forever has become a forever sadness, without a coming spring
chris-g
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Mar 18, 2015
Mar 18, 2015 at 9:57 AM UTC
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