Aroma of yesterday fills my mind with it's memory,
taking me on a journey of bittersweet images.
Traveling down lanes, watching love being gathered
in petals of flowers, savored fragrances filling my
mind with scents of long ago.
Puzzling sights meld into visions, bright and
colorful, developing crystals of mysteries in
ageless time.
(10: 34 a.m. - 12/03/08)
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