Beauty Scent
As I lie here on my bed,
time stands still
sorrow and compassion enter the room,
as my mind empties
For nothing now is sweeter than your scent,
Which is as strong as mother nature's beauty,
on a sunny day
your smile is like the moon,
it glows
your touch is as gentle
as a feather
your presence is like,
no other
Copyright © William Null | Year Posted 2009
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