Sunday, April 4, 2010

Reflections

To love you
Is to know the winter
With an intimacy
That cannot be escaped.
Dark skies
Heavy with clouds
And drops of rain,
Rain that tumbles
With a calculated carelessness
And crashes
With a faint and broken sound
That streaks my windows
And further darkens the night
So that when I look outside
All I can see
Is me
Looking out at myself
With sadness

1 comment:

  1. This is beautiful, Kendall. You are really and truly a writer. You inspire me.

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