Thursday, 20 September 2018

Ethelene Perfume






Merry bells farewell!
Unuttered assonance under the sky
as the glowing jewels 
under your eyebrows.

Ethylene perfume ceases to flow
from the whispering wildflower.
Ripening clouds cease to fleet.

One after another the leaves are falling
as the burning candles 
under the freezing waves.

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