Monday, April 16, 2012

April Afternoons

Clouds hover over April afternoons,
Their shadows hang heavy
 like curses from old friends.

 I long for raindrops on window sills.
Dripping into forgotten crevices.
Caressing my aging soul.

My pasts hover over April afternoons.
Naked, gaping holes staring.
Empty wanderings, meaningless choices.

Aimless scribbles over Coffee tables at dusk.
The heavy breath of darkness
surrounds my withering longings

Evenings creep in, like age.
Empty promises of rain
Like wishes, like fleeting loves
haunt our days,nights, seasons.

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