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Kewayne Wadley Mar 2019
I love you as a rose with soft petals,
I bathe in your perfume without pride.
Not knowing where you nor I begin,
A bridge made from head to toe.

A stem grown in everlasting patience
Without pestilence, without secret

I love you as a rose with soft petals
My heart providing shelter,
An overwhelming need to protect you.

I mold my lips against you.
A nature no longer absent between you & I.
Having known the spontaneous eruption
hearts can provide.

My heart overhead
Providing shelter in not so private joy.
A wine made from your lips.
Tasted over & over.
Little trickles that sit close.
Explored deep between you & I

I love you as a rose with soft petals
A bridge made from head to toe.
In a garden run deep.
My love for you permanent
Careful not to wither away in undying mystery
Arcassin B Feb 2019
By Arcassin Burnham

Sweet candy perfume lingering.

Crushable purposes only,
Wanting you to just hold me,
You're the only one,
Only one, only one
The only one.

Wonderland in many ways,
Our love flourishes away,
Carrying your books to class , I want you to
have my last name.

The way you kiss, the way you smile,
Is so exquisite,
I need another one in my life, yeah you're,
The only one,
Only one , only one,
The only one,
I haven't had a girl like you in a minute,
My loving could be more than a minute,
I hope you could understand what exactly
I am bringing,
You're the one , sweet candy perfume lingering.
©abpoetry2019

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2019/02/diamond-valley-high.html
De Souza Jan 2019
My heart
Falls into foolishness
Your sweet smile
I wear it like perfume
I touch you like poetry
As you set ourselves on fire
Poetic T Jan 2019
You walked away from me,
           but I wouldn't move.
Never one to stop,
           every footstep took you
further from my grasp.

From my sight I couldn't see,
               but I could smell your perfume
in the wind.
You said that if I wanted you,
         that Id have to follow.

But I kept my ground,
            I waited
                  as day and night fell.
You kept on walking but I stayed still.
            When the moon rose and sank
solemnly that final time.

I turned around and you
                where there behind me,
tears in eyes you said that you walked
               to find me.

But I hadn't taken a step,
                   for if we were meant to be
no matter the footsteps.
        If you stand in the same place
                that person will eventually walk back to you.
D A W N Dec 2018
as you went home,
the faint scent of your
perfume
wafted around the room.
waiting,
hoping i would notice
the remnants you left
in hopes
that the entrails
of memories  of you
would keep me company
through the night.
people with great taste in perfume are a kink
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