a coffee stain on the
crisp pages
of her dying book
roses of smoke
curl
around a tight-lipped mouth
an etch
of black ink on my soul
wonderland falling
off into the caress
of a steamy, humid sunset
of so many long ago centuries
In a list
A contest entry
- A cup of coffee by Faithbound.
600 points, ended May 13, 9 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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This is exactly what I was looking for. Thank you for this vivid image you have imprinted on my mind.
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