Author: Joe | the Fragrance Writer

Trade glances at a cafe sparingly
when she is sipping tea rebelliously.
“Oh, how long do you sit and stare at me?”
She takes me like a pillow – falling-ly!

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These cola bubbles Represent our sitch,
Carbonating slowly
Like a fever.
Hot in love,
We’re hot in this endeavor. Addicting sweetness
Sure to leave us sick.

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There’s something quite
peculiar
Hidden in your
pretty.
A riddle –
I’m not witty;
My laugh is amatory.

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When Amber Sun delivers rays to me –
in solar smoke that clears my hazy mind –
A warm bakhoor that finds me just in time –
I feel its cashmere: Soft and warm but free.

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Have half of me and then you’ll see the truth,
Like reading years from rings inside a tree.
Oh Niseans, make me a legend, too!
To guarantee the world remembers me?

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