to the promise of winter ~

tornadoday

forever
I’m bound
to the promise
of winter
a breeze where
November now sleeps
caught a whirlwind
of scarlet embraces
wishes
leaves
as the sun
turned around
a pause in becoming
light through
the branches
a stutter
of breath remembers
me why
billions of years
save one
I am holding –
recalled every time
I was found

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