A Bouquet of Sighs

Olives and almonds
and tea in the park
breathing your breath
on a bench
after dark
Smelling the lilacs
that grew in the yard
when you were twenty
and trying too hard
    
   Now that's the dust 
that blows from your hands
sticks in your throat
and blankets 
your plans
with a layer of hopelessness
etched on your eyes
now you wait 
in the hall
with a bouquet of sighs
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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