Where I End And You Begin

I open my eyes to let you go
And hold on for a moment longer
As morning, and its forceful breath
Shears the dangling blossom off the tree.

I remember you once saying
Beauty always arrives too soon,
And that's precisely the right time.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Very nice write. Carried me in several directions. Reminded me of the longing for spring after a cold cruel winter. Beauty sadly fades. Always make the most of it while it is with you. It passes.

Chris

[KAREN]

Beauty always arrives too soon,
And that's precisely the right time.
I like those two lines, but the whole poem is perfectly crafted.
It's beautiful!