When the fog stumbles about drunkenly
and the wayward wind wanders pell-mell,
When a tale tells its untold tale,
Do you for me weep
when the night goes to sleep?
When I am dreaming of you
Do you dream of me too?
When I snuggle close to you
do you squeeze the pillow
a little closer too?
Like a forgotten saga
Like an unfinished poem
forsaken by its muse,
Like a solar eclipse
Like a barren desert
Like the shipwreck washed ashore
Like the denuded trees in fall…
Pray, will you forsake me
when autumn overwhelms spring?
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