Trees enjoined over the avenue,
Petals cushion every step;
Droplets on the blades of grass
symbolic; indeed I’d wept.

Sunlight diffused through cloud and leaves
softened shadows drift;
my gait, my pace, my ambling
would make a snail seem swift.

A weight upon my tender heart,
crushed down by words;
Wounded by her sweet embrace,
Impaled upon her honeyed sword.

Thunder rolls and darkness falls,
The sky weeps on me;
Torrential rains above the city
softened by the tree

Under which I stand, alone,
weeping like the sky;
My heart cries out, my soul despairs;
both simply asking “Why?”

The skies will clear, eventually;
The sun will dry the tears,
The heart will heal, steps will quicken
In the coming weeks, months and years…

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