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Somber Evening

The past remains,

While scent fades,

For the empty bottle,

A work of art to throttle

Imagination sculpted.

Romance secure buttons,

Passion only unbuttons,

If somber evening bottled,

Lingers to long to be poured.

© gillena cox 2023

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Poetics: Bottled Poetry

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