She stands on the hill top,
the trees sway in the breeze that
tangles in her tousled locks and
chills her cheeks where the tears have
traced their tracks.
Here eyes stare blearily at the ring on her finger,
the ring he gave her the last time they laid together
among the wispy dandelions.
She picks one up and closes her eyes.
She makes a wish then blows and watches
as her hopes are carried away on the wind.
Her heart cries out as she whispers,
come back to me...
He crouches behind a bullet pocked Humvee
as shots ring out all around him.
The sun glares in his eyes and sweat beads on his forehead
while the officer next to him shouts for air support
over the walkie. He doesn't know how much
more of this he can take.
He closes his eyes, sees her face appear
before him and he longs for the day they spent
on the hill top.
A breeze stirs the stagnant chaos around him,
he opens his eyes and watches as dandelion seeds
fly past him. A voice reaches his ears carried by the
wind and above the din of battle he hears...
come back to me...
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