This is really nice….

Then it Started

If you can promise,
Never more I will
See your face.
Even in my minds eye.

Or hear your voice.
In whispered memory.

That you will unravel
Yourself from all
Signs that point
To your way.

Making a deal with the
Wind to blow till
You’re gone.

Then, and only, will
I grant you a

Goodbye.

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