Sunday, November 28, 2010

Gardenia

Sweet scent
thick and pretty
fills head
triggers memory
that this here now is happening.

Air of a season
creamy, sad and elegant
fills soul
reminds me
that this here now is happening.

My breath can't escape you;
you don't let me forget.

By Justine Reilly © 2010 

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