A scent, remembered from morning deepens missing, yet the knowing grows green, healthy tendrils like the Golden Pothos sitting in the window, enjoying warming sunlight.
In the Afternoon
Tag: #missing
Color Dreams
https://godoggocafe.com/2020/05/26/tuesday-writing-prompt-challenge-tuesday-may-26-2020/
Today’s prompt: End a piece of prose or poetry with the phrase “I miss you”
Don’t know what to do
when I dream of you.
Waking, I want to drench
my brain in pure bleach,
soaking it through,
until all the colors of you
out of my soul leach
and no longer do I miss you.
Hearing The Mermaids Sing 