80 Proof Perfume
drops of dew in 80 proof,
satin sheets , clouds aloof,
sweet champagne a moment,
and then,
saccharine gilded past.
awakened by the fragrant
mourn,
perfect! alas one is tattered,
torn.
innocent perfection, newborn
faith
velvet intoxication.
ebon sands shower days per
chance weeks,
fermenting youth, beauty
seeks,
days of yore and yonder days,
a memory, beauty, fades.
crimson stains on frigid feet,
one, two, eight...repeat.
no longer proud in sensual
innocence,
80 proof defeat.
faint perfume of history,
faded photograph of misery.
drowning, naked in glory past
blissfully ignorant - says who?
Copyright © Evonne Van Gundy | Year Posted 2013
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