Fields of the most infatuating roses
Could not compare
To the scent of you
Even when you are no longer here
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•Mind on Paper•
PoetryThis is going to be a collection of late night thoughts and spurs of inspiration for your viewing pleasure. Some of these could be happy, sad, melancholic, and much more. My brain is the brush, the paper, or in this case the screen is my canvas. I...
Lingering
Fields of the most infatuating roses
Could not compare
To the scent of you
Even when you are no longer here
