A Sonnet on Her Scent


Tonight my sleep shall be full of her dreams,
for I have inhaled the air laden sweet
with her scent, beneath the sun, still rising
but softened by a sudden burst of rain!

The squall had turned the ground too treacherous,
although the musky odor of damp earth
mingled with the charming sweetness of her eyes,
made me fall in love with her, yet again.

Silent as ever, I had no problem
reaching out, with my burning fingertips
tracing the flying locks of her silken hair
and the touch simply rendered me insane.

Tonight I shall sleep with happy dreams, abundant,
for I have inhaled the air grown sweet with her scent!

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