I SMELLED LOVE

 

11-23-04 by Carl A. Patton, Atlanta, GA

 

They said he

walked among the

flowers and heard,

 

The birds sing

songs of the day,

songs of the night.

 

Floral scents of

honey filled the

air inflaming nostrils.

 

The honey comb

was there. So

was lavender blue?

 

Here we saw

flesh and honey

meet in fusion.

 

Passion and desire

flowed. Wonderful were

the night scents.

 

Seductive air gripped

the room. Mature

hearts smelled love.

 

 


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