Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Flowerbreeze

Vapor-soft
and berry-sweet,
the essence of you
is not possessed
by any embrace,
but rather
in memories,
some cherished,
some embarrassed.

I don’t know
where your
Earthly home
is today,
but I know where
I can always find
you:
in the first scent
of spring,
wafting on the
flowerbreeze,
with the saxophone intro
to “What’s Going On”
reverb-filtered
playing under
my memory
of you,

in an image
that all great
romantic movies
attempt,
in vain,
to emulate.

4 comments:

  1. Oh my goodness, D; I love this to the swoon and back! It's absolutely perfect. :)

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    1. Thanks! Check the tags for Gracia or 1983 and you'll find more about my first sweetheart.

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    2. Do they pretty much go to the same list of poems?

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