Her taste in men; multifarious by nature.
Foolishness by some, as lovers depart.
Memories engraved in her psyche.
Splendors of winter, dancing snow flakes.
A warm winter wonderland embraced by a specter.
Wondering where one might stand.
Unadorned by a tyrant.
An ambiguousness, uncanny phantom.
My zephyr prevails.
At last, a rush of cold wind seeping into my soul.
Copyright © Jayme Chapin | Year Posted 2021
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