Images IV

◊ Daisies in a breeze.
◊ Smashed glass.
◊ An empty chair.
◊ The scent of vanilla and charcoal.
◊ Four leaf clovers.
◊ A marble carving of my smile.
◊ A fragile sticker on my chest.
◊ A candle lighting the room.
◊ The scent of a paper moon burning.
◊ The sound of blues.
◊ The opulence of vowels.
◊ A wheel turning.
◊ A lover’s scowl.
◊ Not much you can do about it now . . .

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