Reflection
memory's sweet magenta whisper
elusive-
oh were there some vanilla cocktail
concoction-
a ghost of scent haunts the vestibule
of my dreams-
lace in the garden- a rose trellis-
and lips-
a hearth near the shore- star lights
across a velvet sky-
sublime cliffs behind and an arcane moon
on the horizon-
the nonchalant tilt of the glass-
a twist of lime to appease my soul-
a flutter of pearl wings- awakening
as adoration envelops my spirit-
white coats smiling- bright lights- and the pain
of oblivion-
with a smile from the lady in the frame I promise-
"someday- we will remember "
Copyright © Patricia Sawyer | Year Posted 2011
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