Monthly Archives: February 2011
Flowery top gracing a lanky physique
Small, visible petals strewn all over
Scent of scents, gentle as a lullaby
Just as a human frame swept by
Wisps of fragrance attending to each nostril
From a source less imaginary than real
Cologne reaching out beyond its bottle
From her to me it does shuttle
Squirts of spray permeating my psyche
With an aura that’s purely cyclic
My person – not merely my skin – it saturates
Soulful sentiments it simply actuates
Two minds maintaining touch-less contact
It’s telepathy of a sort, in fact
Split-second euphoria – swift and stark
An experience of which I desire a comeback
‘Cause I was touched – not by fingers
But by her fragrance that lingers.
This is a tale of a perfume-induced lofty feeling. Happened in a jiffy, hence
“Split-second euphoria” (last verse). Transpired sometime last week in class.
Always had I wondered its possibility
iDeally, few people acknowledge its plausibility:
thE possibility of a pristine boy-girl friendship,
and Obdurate exclusion of a relationship.
thus Left with my honest conclusion
jokes Apart, from experience you’re an exception.
I thought there was none
But found you as one.
This is a special piece for a friend. The letters in bold spell out her name. I dedicate this year’s val’s day to her. Oops, I almost forgot, Happy Val’s day world.
Resting on her head with no fear
Packed with skill, caution and care
And running right beyond her ear
It thrills everyone, even the air
Dazzled I was, sitting right there
Gaping at her straight, long hair.
I scribbled this hurriedly one morning for a girl I hardly knew in Biochemistry class while in 300Level (2010). Obsession is a young man’s game, folks.