Whirlwind with a forgotten will of freedom
I sat alone with my thoughts
which I once shared with you
a moment so precious
experienced only by a few
Is there a way to reverse
the sands of time
that once were yours
and once were mine
In the wake of what might have been
In the absence of foresight
to look within
And the wind that failed
to carry your memory
was then taken by a gentle breeze
sealed in a sphere
like leaves upon
my window sill.
Age: 37; Location: Bournemouth, England
3rd February 1999
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