Hazy Like Mist
Hazy
remembrances
wither in dim corners--
our laughter not kept through night’s edge
and yet…
panes rustling from ardor’s downfall
mirror your bare outline,
your scent wafting
like mist.
For Jenish Somadas' Contest
Let the Pens Flow--Butterfly Cinquain
5/9/2020
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