My love, I must go
I must follow my heart
Cross rivers, burn bridges,
Make beautiful art,
Yet the Harvest moon rises
And glints in your eyes
And I feel if I leave that
I surely will die.
Last summer you said
As I poured you red wine,
We lay in a meadow
Our hands intertwined,
“My love, can’t you see it,
My beautiful girl,
You’re not mine to tame
You’re too good for this world.”
I laugh, flip my long brown hair
Out of my eyes,
To take a good look at this
Lover who lies,
Yet here, one year later,
We stand in gray smoke,
“Train’s leaving,” you say
Wishing it were a joke.
My shoes don the platform
I turn round and wave,
My tears taste of honey and
Sea salt and sage.
I know I must leave
And must do it alone,
You knew better than me
I’m not meant to be owned.
Yet what is this terrible
Heartbreak I know,
Silently pond’ring
As it starts to snow.
A life for a life,
It seems only fair,
Yet that damn “building character’s”
So hard to bear.
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