Missing Yellow Moments
I recall those moments on the gold hills
we used to sway around the daffodils.
My fingers then clutched a bunch in the air,
now, I miss placing lemon blooms on your hair.
United Colors: Yellow Contest Silent One
March 3, 2016
Copyright © juaneco torrente | Year Posted 2016
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