Petrichor
(n.)
The pleasant earthy smell after rain
You touch me under the cloudburst,
And paint me with your fragrance,
As we walk through the wet meadow,
The pleasant scent of petrichor carries us like buoyant hummingbird chirping,
The earthiness in the smell penetrates
the elegance better than a moonset,
better than the rose fragrance.
I find myself staring at your mesmeric
gaze,
Wanting to be lost in your earthiness,
Shower you with my compassionate love,
As you touch me under the cloudburst,
And whisper in my ears,
"My love, All my broken melodies, rhythms easily get dispersed whenever the petrichor appears."
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Author:
Dipanwita Dey (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 5th, 2021 09:27
- Category: Nature
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Comments3
This is beautiful
Thank you
A fine write DD.
Thank you😊
And whisper in my ears,
"My love, All my broken melodies, rhythms easily get dispersed whenever the petrichor appears."
nicely penned poem dear poet...
Thank you so much😊
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