
look at the moon
iridescent as its reflection on the river
tastes like the finest croissant
the image from her rooftop
look at the roses
slowly inhales the spring smell
feels the fresh droplet in the early morning
the best view from her kitchen window
look at the waves
sparkling white like the cloud
drowns her ears in cold foam
the dream she has every night
look at the wood
the sensation touches her finger
smells of homemade meal by her mother
the memory she wants to linger
look at the reality
dark, cold, and alone
she wishes to sleep
forever in the past
can things never change
but everything changes
as the moon rises and sets
as the roses bloom and wither
as the waves appear and fade
as the wood grows old
and she does too.
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