You ask questions for which I have no answers
You whisper wishes too wondrous to bear
Darling, the window of past does not open
It is enough to feel you out there, somewhere
We cannot rearrange moment or memories
Somehow the summertime slipped into snow
Darling, desire and duty-persuasion
Battle
on half-breaths of love’s letting go
© Janet Martin
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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!