A Walk From Home

Written by Dan Genaro

You are the blue in my sky, a

cloud floating high. Leaving is hard

much like our goodbye. Smells in the air

lack the fragrance you wear. I remember

it sweet the scent of your hair. An aroma

distinct is all I can think. I’ll be home,

I promise, before you can blink.

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