Peekaboo

Playing peekaboo With the dirt below Whimsical petals In the sun glow In pastel shades Pearly white Tiny flowers rise To hug the light Kissing the dark Cold dirt goodbye Embracing the day Reaching for the sky

Perfume

It still lingered Where she had been Not as strong As he remembered then The sweetness of vanilla Spice and petals Warm and demure Had continued to settle Into and onto His house, her things It was to her scent He tried to cling But perfume fades Far too fast His time with her Lost… Read More Perfume