The wind shall hush your name in breeze
And whisper time into a freeze
Burgundy rays then warm time’s heart
And melt our differences apart
Birds sing melodies in favor
Of your sweet scent and flavor
They sing all day and lead to dusk
And trade farewell for dulcet husk
Searching for your scent was vast
But I now must put you in my past
Your scent is thrilling with a sting
What’s one less bird that once would sing
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Rob (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Wow! So beautiful and bittersweet, laden with such lovely imagery! Poignant and tender, though almost a tad flippant in closing, as if covering the depth of the grief over the loss thereby. I really like it!
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