The scent so familiar
But there's no reminiscence
Not even a pang of guilt
Or a slice of regret
What remains is the anamnesis
Like morsel of madeleine.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Words Orgasm Poetry
PoetryMature poetry Lines about love, Mid-30ish life, sex and random thoughts. Playful thoughts in the morning. Silly ideas at night. And a whole lot of everything over a steam of espresso.
