When Two Paths Cross
I stood still to liberate all the senses
As I looked at the woman
Standing beside the grave
Emotions contorted with disbelief
Death does us part
Who knew you would be allowed to reveal
Experience and caress such beauty
To have it all drain away in a split second
Sometimes walking around this nest, we put together
Intwined with branches probing the resentment and lost dreams
The Wind blew, homeless treasures
Subtitles in a newspaper
Is that the sum of his life?
Whittled and abandoned muddied springs still run
Forged crevasses of doubt and despair
Slowly erode my memories of him
Good bye, my love.
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