Friday, October 8, 2010

Frangipani

After all this time,
all these years
Your fragrance never fails
To remind me
Of those days,
To remind me of me
All over again

After all this time,
all these years
Your freshness is ever the same
Your soft white petals
That tiny hint of gold
Takes me back to that lane
Once again



And the wilt
Always lurking there
Inevitable
As the memories flash by
Ghosts of your crushed carcasses,
Promises broken long ago

After all this time,
All these years
Having let go
Of the dreams, the hopes
The pain and the tears
The breeze when it comes
With your fragrance in its wake
Reminds me of me
All over again

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