Dusk

They came unnoticed

tiptoeing in the dusk

amongst the subtle fragrance

of roses and herbs

their steps

trod upon memories

of distant forgotten loves

kisses evaporating slowly

on indifferent lips

cheeks unsullied

by the contact of their mouths

they disappeared a long time ago

swept away by regrets

but a mere gust a wind

pregnant with forlorn perfumes

keeps anchoring their absence

deep into my mind

Claude Lopez-Ginisty