Blossoms
By: James Dubeau
Blossoms
Upon the branches
Speckled
Dots of white
And pink
Across the vibrant
Green of spring
I wish
I could lean in
Take a deep breath
Inhaling
The sweet
Intoxicating
Scents wafting off
Those few flowers
Even if I could
They would be nothing
But a pale imitation
Of how sweet
You are
To my nose
My lips
Soul
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A self-congratulating, back-patting, narcissistic, creative? writing experiment... Thanks for stopping by, constructive comments appreciated. All posted writing is a work in progress and may be updated at any time.
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