Goodbye

 We stroll through the garden late at night

Moonlight drips from the leaves,

as you tell me goodbye.

 
My heart shudders with disbelief

the words like paper cuts on my soul.

The sticky heat chills me as you walk away,

and the smell of jasmine fills the air.

© annettealaine-2012

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