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-elixir- Aug 20
The gardens of perfumed bliss
make me stop and stare as the
fumes run through me,
igniting the odes of passion
that once died in the drought
of the wilted roses in my dreams.
the perfumed musk wraps me as I stop in my tracks
Nicholas Feb 28
Splashes of water to the face
in order to save face.

I don’t think I’m meant for this place
but maybe I’d do better in outer space
if Elon sent me to Mars where I can set up base.
up there would be no rat race,
up there I’d set the pace
and I would lead it with grace

then send me to hyperspace
to see where the chips float.
K Balachandran Feb 2019
thorny screwpines stop,
musky fragrent flowers enchant;
blood scented ecstasy!
K Balachandran Jan 2019
No musk scented air,
Mango trees stand sans flowers;
Angry climate speaks!
K Balachandran Jan 2019
Screwpine’s thorns hurt,
Flowers’ musky scent entice;
Bloodletting pleasure!
Jack L Martin Sep 2018
Moonlit sky
Do you try
To lie?

I see through
the treacherous
of time and space

Saturn and Jupiter
make you look
You talk through Uranus

Milky way
You say?
Some day!

saddle bright
ride the horse
Ursa's delight

Witche's curse
Hide dark matter
In your purse

Atom, quark
In New York
Keep your nose on

Big Bang
Big Crunch
Do not mention
The 12th dimension

Let's all send
our cars to Mars!
Maybe the aliens
Will choose ours?
Mystic Ink Plus May 2018
That day fragrance said, I’m a Rose

He­ understands,
To handle with care

“Umm, do you got thorns?”,
he asked

No way, fragrance replied

Peace embraced
Gateway to the soul
Essence of the Rose spread

The More
Genre: Romantic
Theme: Rain |  Saturday  |  Free  |  Me  |  What more  |  I wish I could relate
Guden Oct 2017
As we fight against time,
Only your scent survives.
I half remember your smile,
Some ideas too,
The shape of your *******,
The size of your *******,
Some of the marks on your naked skin.
The smell of your armpit appears in my memory,
Your mouth after countless cigarettes,
Some tobacco,
Some cannabis.
The scent of your perfume
Mixed with salty sweat.
That musk around your belly button
And the smell of waking up with sour kisses,
To much ***** the night before.
I can't remember your eyes,
I had to leave.
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