The flower beckons.
Her fragrance tantalizing,
An invitation to delight in her beauty.
Aroma so sweet, so rich, so complete;
Evidence of life in full bloom;
Become the air I breath.
Fill me.
That when not in your presence,
Your perfume would linger still.
by Brian Shivers 


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