You smell like night
Covered in stars.
Tending to mist
My infant mind.
I need to win
My inner wars.
Before I'd be
Willfully blind.
You smell like heather
in the meadow.
The purest scent
Of blooms' reflection.
I always feel
A dizzy shadow.
And blessing sense
Of my affection.
You smell like
Soft and gentle love.
That runs this world
And my bare skin.
So many feelings
I dreamt of.
You are my
Best and greatest
Sin.
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PoetryTHE WINNER OF #ZODIACAWARDS2020 IN CATEGORY "POETRY" "But have you ever thought what makes you feel alive? That gentle ache when we are happy It makes us human beings." Hi everyone! Here you can see some of my art. These writings help me learn my i...
