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.