These old perfume bottles
and jars and vials,
long emptied of their
fragrant oils and balms,
still hold the times
that gave themselves to us
in those heady days
when the roses were in bloom.
MY DAMASK
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These old perfume bottles
and jars and vials,
long emptied of their
fragrant oils and balms,
still hold the times
that gave themselves to us
in those heady days
when the roses were in bloom.