FRAGRANCE


Inhaling the fragrance

of the incense

and my dreams

make their way towards you

Luscious sweetness saturates the air

a firm embrace of your strong arms

the soft stroke of your hands on my skin...

the insatiable touch of your lips

When I wake up the scent has subsided,

the vapor dissolved ...

empty space

It is cold.

Winter -

I turn on the heating!

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