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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Adult Romance  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

Just rags eaten by moths,
dust on old books,
dried petals without scent,
that is all that remains
from a thwarted love affair,
a secret buried in old linen
together with lavender sachets.
Memories in a house no one visits,
a garden left untended,
tears turned into nothingness,
while the pale sun of Winter
warms the porch that waits for no one.

Submitted: January 18, 2020

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The Psychic Cherry

Wow ... That's deep

Tue, January 21st, 2020 1:17pm


I will take that as a compliment...thank you so much!

Tue, January 21st, 2020 7:44pm


This is a gorgeous piece, girl. Incredible imagery. Haven't I read this before?
The final line is a fantastic summation with great alliteration. I love the allusion to 'vacancy'; the empty house and overgrown garden, the unquenchable emptiness.

Fri, January 24th, 2020 3:29am


Thank you, dear Kitten. You may have read something similar before, as these are my ever-present topics, haha. Thanks for your review, love, Lizzie.

Thu, January 23rd, 2020 7:45pm


But we all wait for you!

Tue, January 28th, 2020 1:30am


Well, thank you!

Sun, March 8th, 2020 10:14am

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