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love that will never be shared
she steps outside for a moment
and feels
in her blood
the passion of the storm
unrequited love, never quenched.
it rumbles its vows
and shrieks of its intense devotion
screams to the night
that
its longing is for one
it can never have
and as the girl stands outside
and let the wind destroy her
straight hair
she wonders
who the storm’s passion is for,
who, who is the one
it desires
but cannot have?
she closes her eyes
and listens, just listens
to wind and rain and thunder
and does not mind that she is
now thoroughly soaked
all that matters now
is listening.
she listens to the rain’s plaintive tears,
sobs that pull her heart apart
with their intensity
she listens to the thunder
and its angry,
passionate rumbles
she listens to the wind,
most intriguing of all
because,
although it has little sound
she can feel its heartbeat
the flutterflutter of a gentle broken heart
and she cries.
she kneels, right there on the dirt
and sobs for what will never be
for all the love in the world
that will never be used up
for a love that is greater than man
could ever know,
but a love that will forever
be stuck at a wishful someday.
and as the tears of the sky
wash the tears from her face,
she breathes,
and the wind breathes with her,
the exhale of one
who is giving up hope.
and she, too,
exhales.
exhaling all her small problems
in the face of the storm.
her love is small and petty and weak
compared to this deep longing
of a thousand years.
Cass Newsom is a Cali-based writer who lives and breathes sweet, sweet poetry