Making a Memory.


One part amber.
Two parts time.
Mixed slowly;
let dry.

A pinchSunset
of this;
A tickle
of that.
Plenty
of wine.

Us embedded
and entwined
in golden laughter
reclined.

Your scent lingering
long after

you’re gone

.

11 thoughts on “Making a Memory.

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    • thank you! There are some poems I have to work at – and some that just happen. That one just happened. I am enjoying looking through your posts and have more exploring to do 🙂

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