Monday, May 18, 2009
I will remember what was... I will remember us
The wind pushing the leaves that had fallen to the floor towards a mauve colored sunset... and the cool river's water running so slow as if it did not want to leave us, did not want to go. The trees witnessing our love standing silent where they had always been, their branches moved by that wind making sweet rushing sounds... lulling us to sleep as the clouds dancing in the sky watch us weep- I, I sit here remembering it all with the deafened angst of a submerged anchor that is forced to hear...
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