IV.

The smell of you wafts over to me,
As the wind slowly rocks the trees.
How can someone smell so sweet,
Like a bunch of roses freshly picked?
Your smell produces a reaction which weakens my knees;
Is it that everything about you
Makes me want to be next to you more?
You glances, your stares, your kisses,
Your ignores...
Maybe it is the fact that the unfound love of two has finally been achieved.

Anon


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