November Wind

"November Wind"

written by: Sara Hervey
_{(aka IzzyMarrie , also 'The Major')}

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In this darkness, I venture,     
with a single flower,               
in my hand,                         
to meet the you who stands,  
under the old wicker tree.    

Where I wander, lost and lonely,
past the trees, you take the
leaves and hold,
my gaze, such flickering flames,
crackling, pop,
beaten by harsh November winds.

"I'm sorry," you say,
"We are two kids," you say,
"becoming remnants of collapsed stars."

A crumbled promise slips from numb fingers,
and crashes to the earth.
Promise me you'll never promise,
a field of,
red roses again.
Backbiting tales do more than harm,
our broken hearts,
under these November skies.