Angie Wassell Poet Enclosed Rhyme

Fall

The ache of you/ still falls on me,
Comes regularly like seasons
And always, it finds me-
In ten thousands shades of winter

So many things/ 
my fault
I know
These things that keep us apart

But this distance it breeds
an aching need
Like a slow pain
Through my heart

Last night I was remembering
Those days before our cold war
Love, then....

So alive and crisp
in the autumn leaves
discovering your philosophies..
for simply knowing...
Knowing you
was a natural gift

But human nature has her memory-
when every season 

feeds upon the past

When hearts remain unforgiving

Love falls......
like seasons-
never meant to last

And when spring merely greets
with one lonely strain of light
dreaming through a weeping willow

I'll know why the branches-
hide from sight


Love fades like paper
turning yellow

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