Sakura trees blooming in the spring
The pink petals rain down upon us
They flutter in the wind
As we stand under the majestic rainfall
We talk about our hardships
A lone petal falls into your hair
It matches the blossom I placed there earlier
Your eyes look to me for understanding
We embrace and bid farewell
As winter falls upon us you call me
You tell me that you are moving
You tell me as I press the phone to my ear
I feel your pain through it
As your voice shakes I picture you in the cold
Tears falling into fresh snow
Melting our hopes and dreams
As you stand there shaking
I know not how to comfort your sorrow
I am ashamed
6 months later…
I receive your first letter
We write across time and space
Reliving the past while sharing the present
As we each change more and more
As time passes
Your words give me comfort
A year later I tell you I am moving
My destination further than ever
Before I depart I take a train to see you
The snow begins to fall
I stand in the cold waiting for the train
Remembering your face
From your letters you always seemed alone
A voice above my head
My train is delayed
Each second I wait is an eternity
I have spent two weeks writing a letter
Of all the things I have wanted to say
As I wait in the cold I reach into my pocket
The letter falls out and flutters into the wintry abyss
Carrying with it my desires
My train arrives and heads toward the next station
Each station there is a delay
An eternity at each stop
I wait as my companion time passes above me
As I watch the flakes fall I remember the tree
The fluttering of the petals and the comfort of your words
I rest in the cold train
Dreaming
As the train pulls into your stop I step into the station
I open the door and look into the small room
I see you there resting
I walk over to you and you grip my coat
Tear stream down your face
We head out into the snow
And catch up on our lives
We approach a sakura tree
Bare of its petals
At the base we stand together
I look into your eyes and know
This is the last
I lean in and we kiss
As we kiss I feel the whole weight of sorrow upon me
I now know that we will never be together
Always separated
My hope drains and I can only feel your lips
I depart in the morning
You look at me through the glass
I wish you well…..
Moonlit Poetry 