Love is a precious vial
That starts to seep its secrets
From the moment you inhale its scent.
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You can experience its fragrance
Transforming your clammy skin
Ripples kiss an inviting neck.
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You cannot shield yourself from the flow
Enchanted sighs of incessant silver
That lie stretched in fragile hearts.
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Don’t worry, welcome the soothing scent
Toss back your head and inhale
Breathe in the measureless majestic perfume.
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Written for Theme Thursday
Life From A Park Bench 
Beautifully done. You can’t beat a good scent.
Nice! Sensual imagery.
Tank you, scent is always so stimulating
beautiful
This is such a beautifully written poem about following in love and how we become lost in our senses with the person we fall in love. We can probably find this person while being blindfolded in a room full of people. It is so true that when we lean down into a romantic kiss with them that our first sense is definitely the smell. And I think you described it so well.
Thank you so much for writing this for this weeks Theme Thursday. I hope you are having a wonderfully scented weekend that is full of delights.
God bless.