I could tell you that there
is love in every letter
on this scented paper.
Your sentence me to death
by leaving me breathless.
You leave me hanging on your every word
only to revive me with a pause
followed by a promise of forever.
Oh the eternity between these letters!
And so, I seal my reply not with wax
but of all well wishes, kisses , and a wink
to explain why I ran out of wax.-
Keep ours, sacred
In the garden full of roses
Scented with love,
And divine grace.
Thornless within the walls
in our hearts,
Resting in peace.-
The winters were chilling
And they exchanged their sweaters
While he wore her wollen,
Her fragrance scented his soul.-
The soap that covers entire body with its lather,
Like an outfit made up of plane white feather.
Sooner as the lather was washed away by water,
What remains? Nothing, just the scent of soap's origin for a weather.-
Get rid of dust on your cloth
But i am a scented dust
Leaving the scent on yourself
As ever-
Everything has a scent of you and that really bothers me. I have, with great difficulty, convinced myself that you aren't worth my love, but your scent, it keeps challenging me, and it's very, very powerful!
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