To The Wind
I’m not going to
watch you leave
but I’ll revel in the fact
you’re gone ...
I’m not going to say
goodbye
while I bask in the silence
heard ...
I’m not going to speak
your name
but I’ll covet what stays
unsaid ...
I’m not going to return
your love
while throwing our tryst
— to the wind
(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)
Copyright © Kurt Philip Behm | Year Posted 2025
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