Perfumed Verses
A poem crafted in perfume’s guise,
Its scent a lure, its charm disguised.
Each word a note, a fragrant plume,
Filling the air with a soft, sweet bloom.
Provocative, bold, it dares to sway,
Dancing where shadows meet the day.
Teasing readers with feathers of thought,
Entwined in whispers the muse has caught.
A trace of jasmine, a hint of spice,
Its rhythm precise, its tone so nice.
It lures the mind with an artful tease,
A captive drawn by scented breeze.
With every line, the essence flows,
A bouquet of wonder only the poet knows.
Strong yet subtle, it holds its power,
A perfumed verse, a blooming flower.
About the Creator
♿ V+ Marie381Uk
Poetry has lived in me since childhood.
Ink spills the feelings words fear to say.
My poems heal, some haunt, all are pieces of me.
Stay and read please. Like&follow me. If my poetry touches your ♥️ maybe leave a small tip
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