Our Love Is
Like the last leaves of autumn
Scattered to the four winds
Our love is drifting away
Like a desert river
Long run dry
Our love is desiccated
Like the winter landscape
Stark and bare
Our love is Barren
Copyright © Paul Curtis | Year Posted 2010
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