The wind is strong today
Makes the shadows of the trees dance
Like the broken leaves that play among them
The song is restless in my head
Haunting me
With its echoes of soul
The song reflects my surfaces as I stand straight
Turning my back to the wind
The light behind me
My flesh prickles without the warmth
Sun at my back does nothing
My face turned away
Thursday, July 10, 2008
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