There was more perfume
In the tram that night
Flowers in men's hands
In women's eyes
Some had tulips, roses
Fancy little delights
Carrying them home tonight
Their supposed answers
To all the questions
They may or may not have
Asked out loud, but hey
We know how to play...
..Perfume, lingers around
And we follow like hounds
Tonight, love is...
...More like a drug
Less like the bread
One needs a steady dealer
The other, a steady head
To get them all right...
...And then some might
Bake bread together
High on that perfume
Mindful eyes, so plentiful
Valentine's verve is beautiful.
-Al
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Author:
Alan R (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 15th, 2024 01:22
- Category: Love
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Comments4
A poem that not only contains beauty but wisdom
Thanks alot for your kind words...
I like the contrasting main images of perfume and gifts, and baking bread. Lovely.
Thanks for reading, I am glad you enjoyed it
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