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Budding rose with fragrance of spring flowing through the crowded streetleaving a fresh flower scent behind and courage to continue this journey of mine, the fragrance of love surround the street and tears began to flow from dry eyes it was more than twenty years since they lost their lives; the pillars are standing tall and the stones have sunken in the ground, I could hear the musical jazz bellowing from across the
street and suitors returning from their bases with bouquet of flowers dressed in uniforms with stylish haircuts and smiles all over their faces and their Italian women walking around with humble hearts of love
dressed in long skirts and thin blouse with white laces and frills running across their chest disguising their succulent breast and fragrance of love washing their feet with oil extracted from the deep, the music is playing and voice are speaking loud competing with the musical sound, they all had wine glasses in their hand sipping and shaking hands to the people in the crowded place. A celebration of love pours out from above and the suitors and their women dance in the moment like doves.
twenty-three years since the past and left her sitting in the dark; but she got one more chance to bring the moment back to life, the twin tower was standing and the shadows suddenly disappeared and everything was silent.
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2024
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