Sensations
A smell…
I cannot remember…
Food? A hotel restaurant?
Vacation.
My mother, my father, my sister…
And a little girl.
Too short.
A perfume…
I can see…
Flowers, and sun!
My life…
Your face, your touch…
And me.
Forever.
Copyright © Patrizia Cohen | Year Posted 2011
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