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When The Leaves Talk
Ivy Rose
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Can't you hear them whisper your name?
Those leaves talking of gentleness,
of your kind heart. How many years
have ticked away unsalvaged? How many
lost opportunities to hold your hand?
Just like the vapor of yesterday's moments,
so your kisses are vapor on Love's skies.
Laughter follows your footsteps,
constantly makes me smile.
Nights are flashes of memory,
small snippets of what was.
Leaving is the abandoned moment,
the time when your heart knows loss.
Does your heart feel empty without me?
Days run slip-shod into one another.
I drift through the days like a ghost.
I have learned that you are my treasure,
one that I thought I would never find.
I hear the leaves calling your name
and you are right here with me. The wind
rustles the leaves, talks in whispered rhymes.
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