Like a high excitable wind
without course
I pause to enclose the
moment
When before —
did a fallen leaf portend
new life
did old tired words hold
rich meaning
did a simple hug annul the
complex
When was the last time —
that music so lightened a
weary world
were purity and passion
defined
Like a high excitable wind
on course
I release the moment
knowing so well the last
time was
when I was last with you
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