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Savio Fonseca Jun 2020
Scent of a Woman,
is a Fragrance
to a Man's Soul.
Zainab Ibrahim May 2020
I’m trying to get out of the blue,
But my heart is wrapped up in you.
Your mesmerizing lies ain’t letting me free.
While your scent is almost suffocating me.
I am engulfed by your love,
Which isn’t even true.
Unleash me from your soul
And grant me your adieu.
Amanda Hawkins May 2020
free as a bird I found myself out of the cage of love
a display of unrestrained delight
released from physical obstruction
only to realize freedom smelled like floral notes of sambac,
jasmine and tunisian orange blossom just like you
Serene May 2020
This candle is honey and vanilla scented,
But it’s so much more than just some sweet savory smell
It smells like 2:00 am on a Saturday
laying on the carpet with my best friends
Laughing about everything and nothing
Not wanting the night to end
Pumpkin pie smells like a chilly October day back in 2008
When we sat on the couch in front of the fireplace
And everything felt okay
Isn’t it strange how you can travel back in time?
All you need is a dash of cinnamon and nutmeg
And suddenly it’s Christmas 2009 when my heart felt light and everything was fine
as I walk through the house
there‘s this familiar scent
it’s always around me,
always present.

a sweet air fills my nose,
so lovely, it smells like a rose

a flower that reminds me of home,
a fragrance that makes me bloom.
I smile when I notice,
it‘s my mother’s perfume.

- gio, 28.03.2020
Ali Hilout Mar 2020
Feeling the scent of thee;
It came through me abruptly,
Consuming my sense of smell completely;
My core quivered as I inhaled and exhaled fluidly,
Gave me affection, fondness and serenity.
Thy scent brought life to a forgotten memory;
A memory I chose to lose willfully;
Yet, attached in a corner of my mind unknowingly.
I just followed her blindly,
She woke me up every night unexpectedly;
I was captive to her voluptuous allure thoroughly.
The uniVerse Mar 2020
I would sleep for a thousand weeks
if those dreams of you I could keep
over and under I wander
my dreamland of wonder
where your beauty never fades
my nights I would never trade, for days
let us live amongst the stars
I would be content just to stare
at you, with you, us two
everything would appear new
from loves point of view
the hearts aperture
needs nothing more
if only the dreams of you to keep
I would lay down my pen
and my tongue no more speak
as your love is heaven sent
you bare the fragrance of heavens scent
I wear your perfume like a second skin
your stardust has become my lint
oh love, my star, my dream
let me keep
I close my eyes and sleep.
Just another poem about lost love.
N Mar 2020
My fingers used to
always smell of her,
her scent would linger
on my clothes for days

Now that she has left,
my fingers reek of cigarettes,
and my clothes remain unwashed

All I want is for my skin to
absorb her scent once again

But this is not a poem,
and she has changed her perfume
A Jung Lim Feb 2020
On your way of travel,
let yourself feel the vibration of scent.

It is not only your feet that can lead you,
but also your whole body and soul.

Sometimes,
when you lose yourself,
you may discover the present
that the world has prepared for you.

And maybe,
you will find out a piece of the puzzle
that you have been seeking.
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