Cyanotype print by author (not of a lilac)

delicate purple sweetness,
pipe your secrets in my ear
sing to me while I bury my face
in your perfume
the essence of something
so far away in my memory
I can barely see it on the horizon
but it approaches
at a run, swift as a river
washing over my senses as
I close my eyes
and breathe it in

Thank you for reading!

Published by amyjasek

Film photographer, mother, positively passionate about life in general, Texan : )

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