Rush of Rose

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Weathering my mind

With ideas

I had a sudden thought.

Like a chiming echo

Entering both ends of ears

A meeting point in the center.

Light bulb rays hovered over

The thin line of hair

Brushing the top of my temple.

Thickening the roots

With a strand of memory,

A humble view

Of all I’ve come to know

Showering myself with gratitude.

Soaping in

Blemishes

Squeaky clean reminiscence.

Polishing the back

The hardest parts to reach,

Lavishing nectar

On the smooth slide of skin.

Perfuming

Unscented pathways

With a running

Rush of rose.

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© Nicoletta

If this poem had a voice, this is what it would sing…

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