you are petals
and the scent of petals
haunting the tips
of my fingers
long after i have touched you
you are the rose in the morning
just opening to the day
the greater periwinkle
so like a star
so like the word twinkle
you are the hidden flower
at dusk
never seen but always there
the ghost of a fragrance
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Words and Feathers 
“the ghost of a fragrance”… beautiful.
Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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