WELCOME HOME
The room is warm.
The air is scented with vanilla candles.
The sound of soft Jazz is in the background.
The carpet is soft beige.
The wall are pale blue.
The bed is dressed in white linen.
Yellow roses fill a crystal vase on the dresser.
Lying encircled about the vase are silken red ribbons.
Two wingback chairs of soft dark blue leather rest before the dancing flames in the
fireplace.
Between the chairs stands a table holding two goblets of golden white wine.
Two await him in the room.
One a sleepy cat.
The other a dark haired women.
He enters the room and closes the door.
The dark haired woman smiles and whispers..”Love”.
The cat closes her sleepy eyes.
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem because of the replaying vision.
Birth sign: Not entered
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