21 Feb

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.

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Posted by on February 21, 2011 in Sentimental


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