Lavender On The Table

The night hung warm around us,

As we pulled blossom from stem.

An aroma of tranquility fill the summer air,

Mixing with murmurs of friends.

We laughed and joke round a table of purple,

Feeling the night with our skin.

I paused a moment to take a breath in, and caved to the sleepiness within.

-M.E. InkOwl


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