'Love like weather/ had passed through.../' Great two lines. A change of pace from poems having her still longing for the same him to turn around and come back up the avenue some day. When love leaves it is not necessary for it to leave some of its baggage around crowding the space in the rest of your life.
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'Love like weather/ had passed through.../' Great two lines. A change of pace from poems having her still longing for the same him to turn around and come back up the avenue some day. When love leaves it is not necessary for it to leave some of its baggage around crowding the space in the rest of your life.