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Bitter Nostalgia
Cloudy daylight
Party perfect
Dash of perfume
Sky full of stars
And us, together
Is it danger—
Or delight?
Reality destroys gardens
The way night leaves
A trickling of white wine
Across my senses
Winter makes imprints
While the snow falls
I remember you
And what you did to me.
Party perfect
Dash of perfume
Sky full of stars
And us, together
Is it danger—
Or delight?
Reality destroys gardens
The way night leaves
A trickling of white wine
Across my senses
Winter makes imprints
While the snow falls
I remember you
And what you did to me.
Published 27th Apr 2015
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Anonymous
27th Apr 2015 4:12pm
Sometimes a bit of memory can be the fertilizer of our future gardens. Lovely little piece! Zoe
