In the catacombs of my mind
I taste the smell of you
Will linger here for a while
The sun warms my face.
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Author:
Jerry Reynolds (
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- Category: Reflection
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In the catacombs of my mind
I taste the smell of you
Will linger here for a while
The sun warms my face.
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Comments7
Nice one dear poet
Keep writing and sharing
Thanks, S.
Sounds like a good day all around.
Thanks, P.B.
It has been.
Those catacombs can be a great and peaceful place to dwell in comfort.
Far more comforting than the ache of aging bones reality.
Thanks, Dusk.
Oh my yes.
Good write Jerry.
Thanks, Orchi.
No need, you done & said it all for me
tis lovely JR ................................ N
Thanks, Neville.
So true Jerry.
Andy
Thanks, Andy.
To house one in the catacombs of one’s mind, will surely keep the memories warm for eternity.
Heart felt, warm poem
Thanks, Suresh.
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