Wrote this in 2010 here, found it, seems like the mind suspected life would change in a couple of years. Reminder.
Interesting about the future.
Leave Me Now Always leaning against the sycamore Where leaves and shadows play upon your face Standing solitary in evenings's softened light You touched me once In the midst of siren sounds and steel You summoned and I refused your darkness Yet your breath brushed my face gently And your presence promised a quiet peace Since then I have seen you Near a friend's thinning frame Heard you gently tap on hospice windows Whispering do not stay to bear the pain Yes, a time will come when I long for you But you must me leave now--go away I am too young to feel your heavy certainty I wish to walk free and feel light again To watch the newly born leaves open and dance In summer's sun and jasmine's sweet perfume
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