Yesterday
Yesterday
He loved me before dinner
Bouquet of intentions
The blooms of tomorrow so enticing
I succumbed
To the charms
Only wanting illusions love
To kiss me forever
Dead flowers in vase
A reminder
Of my silent suffering
The washing machine
Cleansing my memories
Copyright © Aurore Severo | Year Posted 2017
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