A Winter Tale

Shadow light, shadow dark
Dappled sun on pavements stark
Raindrops stilled
Umbrella furled
A long walk home
This vacant park

Ripening trees, mellow bark
Nothing but an empty lark
Chest spun tight
Love’s cruel grasp
Dripping spheres
This vacant park

Benches wet, benches scarred
Loved-ones names see therein carved
I’ll call you soon
Is there a chance?
Puddles glint
This vacant park

Bodies meet, bodies part
Rhythm twinned a work of art
Merging once
Allegiance free
Leaves a’ whisper
This vacant park

Shadow light, shadow dark
Dappled sun on pavements stark
Heartbeat stilled
Face unfurled
Nearly home
With vacant heart


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