Bright Red Barn

“… What love was/is, when kept …”

The mem’ry of a bright red barn in view
When you and I were one, instead of two —

A trip across the countryside one fall
The music of a bracing cold for two —

The passion of the nighttimes at hotels
A wandering trip to nowhere, just for two —

To hold hands in the car in some strange place
With that abandoned farm before our view

The mem’ry, trip, the passion, and the fall —
What love was/is, when kept between
Just two

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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