Only on the dark
wet streets of night
can i ever hope to
find your face again

only with the sun
on april morning snow
can i tell you how
i love you still


After whatever strong or important relationship has ended, one may be surprised to find remnants of feeling and desire that signify that the connection is not fully over, and that, if the wind was blowing the right way, one might be open-hearted (some would say foolish) enough to do it all over again.

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