Mist dancing on her chilled skin
she walks through the wooded gate
in her shaking hand
a perfect Gardenia
tucking it into her hair
Senses still alive
Out of nowhere he appears, “You’re here.”
“I am.”
Leaning close to smell the sweet flower
he smiles
Hand in hand they walk
into the mist
Together.
~~~
🎶 Everybody wants a lover
Nobody wants to uncover
what may lay deep beneath a sometimes painful past
wanna go without a care
pull Gardenias from her hair…🎶
~~Social Distortion
Nice post SD. SSD
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Lovely title, and I enjoyed the brevity of the poem. Stirred my imagination.
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Thank you, it stems from one of my favorite songs.
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I had no idea Jody. Your poetry is very good.
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Why thank you!
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You are quite welcome.
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Simply beautiful. I loved the imagery you built here! Its so difficult to make someone visualize a scene using only written words. You are really an incredible writer, Jody! 🙂
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Thank you for the kind comments, Prateek.
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