I tossed my wishes
Josyift, 2023
to the sea;
I hoped to see a word.
The tides returned
my dreams to me.
“L’Immensité:’ I heard.
Kissing Dreams
Pacific Moss
Hugs on the grass forever last,
Josyift 2023
Like green stains on the soul.
Pacific Moss, forever lost,
The last scent love will know.
Midnight Rain
My soul’s awakened by the rain, Whose songs crescendo through. <I needed this; I needed change…> Her last drops leave me new.
TheFragranceWriter, 2023
Black
A black aroma fills my nose,
Josyift, 2023
White flowers glisten through.
Even in the darkness, everyone knows
This sweet enchantment’s you.
The Wild Rose
She bent down to breathe in a rose,
Josyift 2023
But leaves got in her way.
The dirt soon, too, soiled her nose –
Still wet from break of day.
(How wild and okay!)
the Fragrance Writer 