The October After
How far have we come,
love,
with these days growing tall
like long smooth laurel,
tell me,
how can I go on,
no longer reaching,
your bare marble skin, blue eyes,
too wise to cry,
I know,
I must, forget you faster...
yet the hours do not go,
for I'm still yearning,
searching,
but our footprints
are lost,
with the falling
leaves.
Copyright © Ph.D Volo Von Wolfenstein | Year Posted 2012
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