briefest of reunions

Falling back into your embrace
Did you know, as you caught me in your tender arms
that I am still seeking you?
Pining…
Looking back and up at you
our eyes meet briefly before you dissipate
Your form breaking up
into a multitude of cherry blossoms
only to be carried away by the wind…
I fall again,
my knees crashing hard upon the ground
Alone, I assess the reality of the situation as I wake

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I am an aspiring writer and what some may consider a dabbler of many things. In other words, a student of life. View all posts by Shawn

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