Perfume

Paradise of scents, tango to the senses Prairie of enchantments Sole beholder over us of the power of Touch that captures with: The warmth of its glove, tender magnet To the skin Whirling secrets 'f crystal-sealed splendors True game of the arts to the sight Silver drops that scatter softly in a twisting Tempo to tune hearing Thrills of the world's finest fancy fragrances Treasure-of-pleasures bouquets to smell

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Duncan Chappell

Date: 10/10/2010 11:29:00 AM

excellent read my friend thank you for sharing [duncan ]

Celia Basma

Date: 10/4/2010 11:25:00 AM

Thanks to all of you, Carol, Doris, Dr. Ram and Anthony for your kind, encouraging comments. ''sole'' in ''Sole beholder of the power of touch'' stands for only, the only one. Regards to all ~ Celia

Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 10/4/2010 11:05:00 AM

From what I am reading this morning it looks as if everyone found some inspiration to write this weekend. Thank you for sharing your excellent poetry with us today Celia. Love, Carol

Doris Culverhouse

Date: 10/4/2010 5:16:00 AM

enjoyed reading... I am not a big fan of fragrance only mild ones.

Dr.Ram Mehta

Date: 10/4/2010 5:14:00 AM

Very creative write , enjoyed it, Celia

Anthony Nutter

Date: 10/4/2010 3:17:00 AM

Inspirational and enjoyable read. One minor question should (Sole) be (Soul) beholder over us of the power of.