I Couldnt See the Breeze

volatile faces
perspiring fingers
broken branches
of love
abandoned perspective
dominant understandings
espoused
 period of transition
brown leaves falling
without charm or sadness
i couldnt see the breeze
but feel the trees smiling
she is searching in the attic
for the lost rusty love
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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