All that love ago

Brandenburg Gate

Christmas lights
       on the linden trees
and an icy wind blowing
       in from Siberia
flakes of snow
       curling in the light
of the streetlamps
              dusting the pavement

I remember Berlin 
        how dark it was
how cold and dark it was
       when we left the Hotel Adlon
and sauntered up
       to the Brandenburg Gate

All those years ago
       all that time
all that dust
       all that love ago

John Lyons

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