Lilac Scents Surface

Lilac scents surface and I'm surrounded
with a pleasant picture  tap dancing
upon a weathered soaked oak porch

Bare shoulders showing carefree scars
burnt  skin deep seduction  lingering 
along with a memory of summer love

Roundabout days  fast and furious 
feelings   as the temperature rise
inside  secretly hidden drift away eyes

Lilac scents surface in the breeze
and I inhale every hint of you  
and my mind rolls back

Flyaway moments held strong
to soon departed gone wrong
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Murray Avatar
June 21, 2017 at 10:52 AM
This one made my temperature rise.
Ricci Avatar
June 21, 2017 at 6:47 AM
Good Morning Tim. This is very poetic and lovely. It is so gentle and soft. You deliver wonderful imagery and expression. I so enjoyed your title also. Well done entirely. Have a wonderful morning.
White Avatar
June 20, 2017 at 12:29 AM
Beautiful summer memory my friend. Hold those memories close!
Smith Avatar
June 19, 2017 at 8:17 PM
Nothing brings back memories like a fragrance, good work Tim...
Turner Avatar
June 19, 2017 at 5:28 PM
Nothing is hotter than summer passion, Tim:) Those we never forget!
Lane Avatar
June 19, 2017 at 4:54 PM
There will always be certain scents that touch off memories.. A gentle, melancholy write, Tim.
Cozart Avatar
June 19, 2017 at 3:24 PM
I love the image of rain tap-dancing. You are so clever.
Andresen Avatar
June 19, 2017 at 3:08 PM
- Fragrances and memories ... of a time that is gone - Lovely poem, Tim - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Sands Avatar
June 19, 2017 at 2:53 PM
I love this Tim. I do love lilac and you have brought it into this poem so nicely. I like the line tap dancing on a weathered soaked oak porch :)
Allison Avatar
June 19, 2017 at 2:41 PM
lovely imagery and romantic memories Tim. i can imagine an old guy in a rocking porch staring at the sunset and reminiscing:-) hugs Jan xx
Wolf Avatar
June 19, 2017 at 2:35 PM
A lovely title to a lovely write, Tim! Great imagery mate!
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