because I heard the wind
once before
it took me far away
on its wings
a cup of chocolate left
growing [c]old
I could hardly take it
anymore
my heart was beating fast
in tandem
with the rain coming down --
torrential
I never could have stayed --
the wind called
too soon I had to leave
without you
is there a place we may
meet again?
I wrote this poem after I finished reading The Girl With No Shadow, which is the sequel to Chocolat, which I read last year. Both books are by Joanne Harris. They are magical realism and both are wonderful stories. The second one especially is a modern fairy tale.
I hope you enjoy this poem that was inspired by these books. :)
