A couple of nights before Hollow’s Eve
A snowstorm swept through the streets
I don’t know who you are in this life
Or what your scent conveys to me
Perhaps the lightness of a freshly brewed white tea
Very clearly I see the pearly whites
Shining like the fresh dew on a summer morning’s grass
I see you smile, over and over
I hear you laugh with a full heart.
Through this crazed October weather
Through the falling of the snowflakes
Weeks and weeks earlier than they are welcomed
Down on me
They say it’s a rarity
The sleet swooshes under my feet
I look up into the crowns of the trees
Their heavy branches, making a plea
Those lovely trees that line down my street
And while observing it dawns
It’s as if all might came down
Through the snow and thunder
I can see you smile.
10.30.11
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