YOU, again.

Like a jar of perfume

left open

it’s fragrance escaping

into the night

your memory

caresses

my thoughts

brushes my cheek

gentle
as the sweet

summer breeze

even as I erase
you

from my days

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Jo Wake says:

    Lovely ipsyb

    Like

    1. ipsyb says:

      Thank you! 🙂

      Like

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