The day you left, Autumn went with you.It was Winter right away-The city kind. Snow falls heavy, and gray.Snowmen slouch to their knees in muck,while I stood in the archwayof a cracked-face store,staring at the skyand waiting for the rain.-Waiting for you to walk upand show me that you're okay.I know, in the illogic of my heartthat you've not gone.You simply left to follow the sun.I know, as I fall to the fate of sleep,that you stir awake.Not so far off, that I can't hear you stillsinging to me.Not so far off; These everyday dreams.I can't name a single song,but I can see your face.It's a quiet world, around me now,after the stonefall settled down.I thought to gather it up and make a wall.But then I'd end up locking myself in, and alone.And you out, when you try to come home.Winter retires, but this rain has not,for it is not.It's the tears and the sweatof the snowmen's tired journey.These clouds are their spirits, lifting away.Through their confusion, in all the fury;Restless ghosts, too loved to float astray.I know, in the illogic of my heartyou've not left with them.So I don't pray.There's a basket by the door,for your dirty clothes.Atop the stairs, on the banister,your robe.I'm in the family room,'tho it's not (but I hope)by the window, looking past the snow.When you left,you took away the logicto the seasons.Through the television,it's mostly blue.But off and on, it shows again,the lack of reason.Of falling stones, crumbling snowmen,gray rainbowsand ten thousand tears for you.Inside my window,I've lit a candle for youand I cup its lonely warmth.It sits beside a yellow rose.I swear, tho, I swearit's not the startof a garden for your ghost.When you left, years ago today,a struggle started,as logic and I parted.Of fate and faith.One so strong and obnoxiousand one quiet, not as obvious.All those ghosts, I couldn't save.In my tears I didn't see you wave-If you did, I wouldn't know.I admit, I knelt to groundas the gathering puddlesmirrored the stone falling down.But my love, I'm standing now.It's been many years,clouds again come and go.Rain is again rain.And snow, it's just snow.But in the still illogic of my heart,there's a few ghosts.Maybe one of them met youand could tell me, before they go.Where you went, when we had to part.Where you are, besides my heart.This sky, this peaceful blue,carrying wayward spirit-clouds.None of them you.All those...

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