So many dreams that flow
Is bottled in different colored bottles
Each has unique fragrance
You are the perfumer
With in-depth concepts of moods
Every dream a combination
Of special ingredients
- hope, anxiety, happiness
Intense moments of loneliness
In the life’s laboratory
Experimenting with different situations
Your sense of smell
Follows each and every moment
The colored bottles
The different stages of life
Each note of perfume you choose
With much alacrity
The aroma of your dreams
Now spray them
To let the world savor them
Your keen senses
Have concocted uniqueness
Whose aroma lingers

The warmth of the mug
pulses through my hands
as I lift it to let another sip
of that aromatic golden liquid
touch my dry lips.