Sandalwood (revised)

and earth
and cool
breath draws me
into a memory:
a world forgotten
in an embrace
of being
that only lovers know;
in simplicity
and the perfection
of a moment shared
and the remembrance
of her skin
…and moments pass…
ambient gravity
holds me adrift
on a lazy breeze

A revision of an earlier posted poem.



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