Imaginings

It is strange that the aroma of a rose

drawn up in thought should be

much sweeter than

the flower I hold

in my hand now.

Imaginings are too often

better than their realities,

as these ancient dreams do tell,

so I’ve made up my mind

to stay here, splayed out

amongst everything unreal,

with the aerial scent

of roses on my fingertips,

to imagine the world

away.

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