It Smells Like Poetry
A little dab across her wrist
"what scent is it ?"
She asks with one inquisitive
brow, ...
He lays a kiss on the vein of her
bangle arm,
" its smells like poetry, doesn't it ?"
oh indeed, it does.
Copyright © Mystic Rose Rose | Year Posted 2022
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