One Tear
By ilenia
The park smelled like spring On the bench i sat staring down I watched a cherry blossom skitter in the breeze across the ground hearing a spanish guitar in the distance I felt each string of haunting play somewhere in my being the hurt in me so intense I gasped I knew one day he would leave I felt a wet drop on my hand rain no a tear only one there won't be anymore The breeze arose picked up the blossom it's movement fusing with the pulse of the music and the quivering of my heart all coalescing in one cluster spinning towards oblivion It isn't like I didn't know the music would end the blossom would disappear the tear would dry up and all would be gone forever gone like all moments that don't last hold fast hurting heart hold fast. ilenia © Written January 14th, 2002 © on Jan 14 2002 01:01 PM PST 0 • 8
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"The park smelled like spring..."