cool breeze by the window

cajole
flatter
fill the void
of your emptiness

favorite song on the radio
a cool breeze by the window
the first glow of libation
a scent of yesterday's cologne

vibe, sensation, city life
wearing black till the brink
your deacon of passion
bringing it all back home

for you ....

Reviews

[emmajoygreen]

An echo of thoughts whilst being where you must perhaps? The sound of the poem is taken on the wing, flitting yet - softly audible.

[Lisasview]

Interesting thoughts laid out here...
I especially like these lines...
vibe, sensation, city life
wearing black till the brink
Haven't read much of anyones work or written much recently as I broke my clavicle...
But this week I deep post a few poems..
Lisa, in Spain

[Ken e Bujold]

love the easy cadence of this poem. captures life in the city, just being in the moment of living