If I Ever Knew
If I ever knew this day would come
when my muse stops showing up
and words stop flowing through,
I would have breezed upon each chapter
all these breaths l feel for you.
If I ever knew our bench would once be empty,
Creases vanish from my coat
Our peach tree lies unaccompanied ,
and Spring-gardens will turn cold.
If I ever knew a night would come
where I stopped counting stars
in the jazzy sky so blue ...
I would have stopped the time in yester's arms,
and whispered , I love you.
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