She Muses
“she mused
while fondly touching his chair
his scent lingers”
death
riptides
my love gone
why was he first
love
ills
senile
my promise
sent home to wait
love
Sep 2011 Charles Henderson
for Nettes Lantern contest
Copyright © Charles Henderson | Year Posted 2011
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