Wimples and Lavender


Wimples and Lavender

The Anglican nuns sell lavender sachets
blessed for sweet dreams.

On a pilgrimage to mend a broken heart,
cell phones infect this holy place.

You report a field of lavender silenced by a sudden heat wave
napping in the sun,

I direct you to secret a sprig for me
to put it under your hotel pillow like a fallen tooth.

I swoon at the idea of your smell mixed with lavender
knowing you will save me.
 

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