perfumed paper
am sitting here
reading your letter
my fingertips
stroking the
pinkish blueish paper
that once carried the
secret scent of
your perfume

curved lines
written in ink
circling around
like a carousel
deep in the paper
the summer and clouds
drifting in front
of some blue

oh this perfume
do not remember
exactly the scent
but paper and ink
kept in an enchanted
pinkish blueish
envelope they

© Julian Heylinck, 19.05.2024


Illustration by Vicki Hamilton, found on Pixabay.