Regretful Redemptions

I have loved without lust,
once, long ago,
never without cause, 
never without a show.

Snow falls,
as the leaves do dash,
a witless shudder of a tree moving into the past.

Stand still as my heart lay so coarse,
it began to pound fiercely as it felt
its first sign iof remorse.

Drip, drop the rippling tides of a tomorrow
forgotten too fast,
hold strong as the waves begin to crash,
for if not, life starts to stall,
love foolishly or not at all.

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