A poem cut short

by trippetta TC Sep 21, 2008 category : Love, romance / lost love

Red petals,
dried & turned to dust at our feet
Stale aroma of hydrangeas at noon
Now dusk
are all that remains of our heat

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16 years ago
by Nicko

Short yet so descriptive and very apt for me at the moment, very relatable

great job....