A pale, fading
April evening
folding in
playing old vinyl
burning patchouli
writing dark poetry
needing your beauty
wanting your body
and feeling like
seventeen
all over again.
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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Not new, but true.
Art by William Oxer
A Faded Romantic's Notebook 
thereluctantpoet
April 5, 2020 at 1:06 am
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Romantic Dominant
April 5, 2020 at 9:57 am
Thank you. Smiles.
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