Gone, With The Wind

Whisper Not

whispers,
secrets
at what cost

whisper not
forget me not

as i wander our big bed
a king looking for his queen
finding years beyond us
stuffed inside a closet with
the seasons we have seen
lost to the silence between us

unwarranted
as the summer fog
obscuring your face

unrelenting
as the winter rain
flooding my soul

unexpected
as the indian summer
we first slept together

uninvited
as the dogwood winter
we last lay entwined

whispers,
secrets' wind
bellowing through forgotten springs' lust
blustering above forgotten autumns' desire

forget me not

whisper not

secrets
billowing between sheets, beyond seasons