Swept away one chill winter morning
my love did fleetingly die a-borning.
No accolades, no moans of grief
did wail, only the wind which stirred the leaf.One lone leaf left on the branches bare,
empty arms held aloft in prayer,
beseeching the silent heavens in vain.
Gray clouds poured out tears of freezing rain.Out my window I gazed through the pane of tears,
tracks that sliced in rivulets all my fears,
opening wounds anew with every heart beat
bled dry, I sat trembling like the leaf.Shaken to the core for love lost and no more.
Alone, tenuously holding on but what for,
a leaf ripped from the page of my life,
your existence erased with just one swipe.Gone forever, your presence only a ghost,
haunting my soul where once you did host,
fallen from the branch, no new bud in the sheath,
swept away in the gale, one lone leaf.
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