Your imprint remains

Being alone is not easy…..When you have sad memories. A poem I wrote this afternoon 🙏
Night falls on Hong Kong.
No fireflies tonight.
The ocean, somewhere.
Saturating my eyes and soul.
The air, so calm and still.
It was your death day.
The last scent of your perfume.

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