Upon Waking
/what we had
together
was but a pleasant dream
real
only while asleep
yet merely
a phantasm
upon waking
your perfume
forgotten
a nightly fancy
turned nightmare
the stark morning light
now
smells grim
upon waking
This poem is from the book, ‘Bound To The Wings Of A Butterfly’.
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