The Trail is Cold

it was old
before it was begun
doomed to falter
and fail
from day one
you too raw
untried, too light
to realise what is
real in this world
and I too blinded
by your beauty and
raw power, could 
not see inside your head 
to that cold
core where all that
really mattered
was already there
when I woke 
you were long gone 
the trail cold
as if you'd never been
and I am still
at my slight, my green
trust undone
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