In Another Place

 

a soft breeze

drifting through an open window

hung with net curtains

 

the faint perfume

escaping

from an open book

 

the creak of a floorboard

cracking

above you

 

the shadows

caught dancing through the doorway

in a dim lit room

 

the taste of honey

clinging

on a teaspoon

 

the feel of a scarf

on your face

on a winter’s morning

 

she still lives here

out of sight

in another place