Feel It

Don’t miss the taste of fruit
while ripening
As on this day
our nature starts to rise
You hear it in
the cooing of a dove

An invitation;
take my hand

You smell it in
the blossoming love
Timidity decides –
and it unhides
Dear, do you feel the
feelings of our Spring?

Author: thefragrancewriter

Original Blend of Perfume and Poetry View all posts by thefragrancewriter