My Muse
You're leaving
on a night like this,
as snow drapes the city
and winds bring us closer?
So tomorrow will learn
life without you;
day will be dregs,
night will be space.
I know we are unique;
I'll never forget it.
So tomorrow you'll leave,
and all I can do
is freeze us in ice
and wait until spring--
with the equinox return--
to thaw us out,
to resume what we have.
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