Less Is More?

Not much motivation going on today, so I tried (a version of) the ruba’i, as per yesterday’s prompt. Not sure about the end result though, as I have the feeling that I used some rhymes I’ve already used before…

(DAY 19)


It was an old and strange affair –
There were no flowers in her hair,
No leather gloves to shield his hands
From the regrets that stung the air.

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