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allowance, forgiveness, grace, letting go, love, time, trust
never worried
for the leaving –
fences broken
(should i care)
for days
beyond the harvest –
without want
to meet us there
no fated
circumstances –
would have me leave
the gate ajar
had i known
you were missing –
i might have wondered
(where you are)
had i slept
beneath the window –
beside a memory of us
washed my sheets
til they surrendered
the world
our dreams (forgot)
nights
became
a bed of whispers –
trading truths
i couldn’t hold
tempted wings
unfurling presence
across the spring
(across the snow)
. . .