Win -doors

Mary Annie

    When you leave
    Leave the windows open.

    Donot draw the blinds
    upon your receding back.


    I shall be watching
    till you disappear .


    But you never do.


    You are there in the breeze
    that wafts in
    the clove of your freshness
    the mint of your smiles
    the essence of your presence.



    I remain
    till the night brings
    you back to me.


    Through the open door
    a powerful gale
    overturning me.

    
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