Before You Go
looking out a window
as your coffee drips
more snow and freezing cold
how many more winters
before you go
you're dreaming of the mountains
of saguaro and endless sun
a taste of dreams you know
how many more winters
before you go
you know her love is true
indiscretions painting yours
a cold wind that always blows
how many more winters
before you go
as you move away
closer to your fantasy
in dreams you move too slow
how many more winters
before you go
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2009
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