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forgotten candle and old novel
sunrise, pink roses
old book, its classic poems
cafe and sunset
a peaceful autumn
friday morning
a pomegranate juice,
a cherry berry
breakfast custard,
and a matcha coffee latte
another romantic song,
another Dickinsian novel,
another cozy midday,
in his favorite
saffron cafe
taking new photos
that will become
vintage photographs
capturing moments
that will become
unforgettable memories
looking at his
smiling green-blue eyes
holding his cold hands
asking him
where's the
sad white rose
and he tell me:
"It's between
the pages
of your
old prose,
it became
a happy
withered rose."
the old photographs
old moments, old memories
old rose and old prose
old book, its classic poems
cafe and sunset
a peaceful autumn
friday morning
a pomegranate juice,
a cherry berry
breakfast custard,
and a matcha coffee latte
another romantic song,
another Dickinsian novel,
another cozy midday,
in his favorite
saffron cafe
taking new photos
that will become
vintage photographs
capturing moments
that will become
unforgettable memories
looking at his
smiling green-blue eyes
holding his cold hands
asking him
where's the
sad white rose
and he tell me:
"It's between
the pages
of your
old prose,
it became
a happy
withered rose."
the old photographs
old moments, old memories
old rose and old prose
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