Naked

If he shall fall from my arms
like the leaves of a tree
and blow with the wind
under another’s shade
I will be left in the open
wondering if the season
of loneliness has come again
as it always has when
the winters are cold

Come spring I feel
I will not
have the strength to bud again

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