Remnants
Clean
That scent
Late summer crisp
So I reached out
With wrinkled finger tips
To touch and trace
Sweet form and face of
Four
Perfect
White
Petals
But the flower…felt like…nothing
Much beneath my longing
Just matted rough
Grime-coated tuft
Like manmade shag
It might as well have been
Burnt orange or drab
Olive green
And should have
Reeked of
Nicotine
-me
sometimesihatemycat 
Love it!
On Thu, Aug 16, 2018, 8:42 AM sometimesihatemycat wrote:
> April posted: “Clean That scent Late summer crisp So I reached out With > wrinkled finger tips To touch and trace Sweet form and face of Four Perfect > White Petals But the flower…felt like…nothing Much beneath my longing > Just matted rough Grime-coated tuft Like manmade” >