Early signs of unwanted wreaths.
White was cheaper so jasmines were more.
Slight variants of the nearest florist’s craft.
He made a fortune of course,
A day kind of this is what he seeks for.
Silent breeze embracing wooden edges.
Stony laughs suppressed under delusion.
Last breath is always in awe, still you brought lavender.
Don’t forget that my favorite colour is violet though.
Aashiq S
India
aashiq.jnv09@gmail.com
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