Postcard

A thought of her,
turned the time fair
and place fairer.
Her alluring scent
and as gold, eyes.
Even the universe halted
to see her smile.

But then fell hard, the rain,
ensued as always.
Till uncertainty,

knocked all my

coherent fantasies.

And before I could comprehend,
she was already gone.

Author's Note

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