Love, Poetry

Willow

Along the lonely ashen path

Where willow dance on fragrant air

I met sweet angel passing by

A smile and nod was shared

Her hair was black

As a night missing stars

But in her eyes I found them

And in an instant

I knew what love was

As I turned to gaze at radiant gem

She was no more

A dream maybe?

But she was gone

Was then, I heard the sobs

From sad weeping willow

Crying for me

©paul

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