you

weeping willow
sway with me
as i think of him
smiling now
sobbing now
sad and
barely sane,
questions
no answers
overcast
no rain,
tears
tears
hidden here,
tears
tears
everywhere.
all too wonderful and
such perfection
makes me fear
unseen cracks
disturbing knacks
what he lacks...
i take a step
but he pulls me back.
as wind weaves
through the leaves
he does through me
kindly gentle
brutally natural
his any and all
makes me mental
(so damn banal!)