In pieces fall
Our dreams of you we couldn’t hold.
In pieces fall
The leaves from fragile oaks that wall
That hallowed hill — and with a blow,
One fierce October breeze, my soul
In pieces falls.
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(mostly) short poems on life and love
writer, dreamer, lover, seeker. labels never reach the heart of any matter, but they might be a place to start...