Then the war starts

Then the war starts

You love him
because he smelt like fresh laundry
and sunlight.
He reminded you of mornings in your country
and the dance of bed sheets
hung outside on a line.
Love began to smell like home.
Then the war starts
but you had already given your heart
to a man who would run at the first sight of fire.



7 thoughts on “Then the war starts” by Aurora Anne (@bugganni)

  1. Short and nice lines. Well done. $ß.

  2. I Love it!!! …These lines would probably remind some of us of some exes…hehehehehe

  3. buhahahahahh shuahahahhhahah….. sorry about your heart…lols….. just funny to me sha… i like this

  4. This was very nice
    leaves your audience
    waiting
    panting
    thirsting–
    unsatisfied.

    1. @bugganni, catching up on old times and I stumbled on this. Quality ish as usual. Someday you’ll return here..

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