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You slip in through the front door like a
tempest cloud. Your phantom kiss is
listless ashes, blown astray.
Monsieur, you {{saboteur}} -
I sense her parfum
spray like rain… and
now our fire
fades to
grey.
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-Gina C. 🧚🏻♀️✨
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Gina C.
Twice-published in Vocal's Moment of Freedom Collection:
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Fantasy writer
Waterfall Rhymer
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Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
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Comments (14)
Fantastic work. Love the line about “your phantom kiss is listless ashes, blown astray”
Beautiful ❤️
Well-wrought!
Amazing work, Gina! A clear scene and so lyrical! Absolutely loved it!
Lots of sensations and movement drawn to the final word.
Brilliant entry Gina, anything French and I’m there ! Hahah. Stunning and haunting cover image to match! 😊👏
Ugh, her perfume! They deserve to rot in hell. Loved your poem!
The wordplay in this is AMAZING! I love how whole of a story you tell in so few words. I am obsessed with the description of the lover's perfume being like rain putting out the flame of love. Perfect balance between creative description and pared back writing. I love this poem.
A phantom kiss of listless ashes leads into fire fades to gray. Nice job!
Wow, this is wonderful. "Now our fire fades to grey" is a heartbreakingly beautiful selection of words.
Excellent work, once again. ❤
Oooo, loved all the sensory words!! Painted such a vivid of a painful experience. Bravo, my friend :)
I love the imagery and the nods to French. Excellent poem.
Beautiful analogy of what burns and dies