Love stories, drawn as decorative panels

A panel of a shuttered shop thrown open, framed in welcome.

A jewelled panel, stained-glass colour poured into nouveau frame.

A station panel, ironwork curling into one delayed clock.

A mural panel, two hands framed in contesting line-work.

A homecoming panel, a waiting door framed in muted vine.

A dim-lit panel of an unlabelled tape made for one listener.

A dawn panel gilded at the edge where quiet takes a name.

A panel of a book passed hand to hand, borders inked in pencil-grey vine.

A gilt panel of a kept ring that outlasted the war.

A nocturne panel of a year of letters written after midnight.

A decorative panel of a reunion beneath a painted carnival moon.

A mystery panel, an attic shaft of light in ornamented frame.

A single-bloom panel, one rose coiled in whiplash stem-work.

A violet panel of scents composed for a name unsaid.

A musical panel, staves curling into decorative flourish.

A plum-and-gilt panel, a secret folded into a velvet seam.

A spring panel bursting with first-blossom whiplash flora.

A winter panel, frost tracing the border's whiplash curl.

A twin-horizon panel, two souls beneath one ornamented heaven.

A small-town panel, warm lamplight wound in decorative vine.

A rain panel, one umbrella curved into the border's sweep.

A sun-faded panel of a note that arrives twenty years late.

An airmail panel, two pen pals framed in ribboned script.

A grand ballroom panel, two dancers caught in one last sweeping turn.

A celestial panel, two travellers framed in gilded constellation.

A panel of two authors at one desk, framed in broken-and-rejoined line.

A panel of margins, borders looping with off-topic ink.

A lantern panel, a goodnight wound into unending curve.

A bookshop panel wreathed in ivy and returning first love.

A seamstress panel, threaded borders winding around a stolen six hours.