Notes to you

I found notes to you
in the old overcoat
I wore the winter
we burst into flame
as the snow blew
down into the slanted streets.

That winter of our
misparked cars
and radiator ghosts
and gin.

It said this:
“Your heart
never knew me
as well as your hands did.”

The other notes
I left folded
In the pocket.

Copyright Kay Winter

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2 thoughts on “Notes to you

  1. Happy to read this one again today. I love the magic and mystery of this one. Speaking of both love and pain.

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