Out of those spring
fragrances that
the air diffused ,
he still adores the
mild perfumed breeze
from her luscious locks
when he hugs her.
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PoetryHighest Rank #10 (19.11.2016) Scribbling in the world of, "Musings, Drama, Monochromes, Confetti and few words sprinkled with Stardust." Metaphor Intended! Compilation of poetic crisp tales.
