He followed her scent but found a cow.
Story credit @approximateengineer.
Tag: scent
My Mother’s Perfume
She smiled in the mirror
while braiding her hair
with fair daisies.
She pinned them tightly
then draped on her
Rosy-pink saree like in 1980s.
Her face gleamed with joy
The kohl in her doe-eyes
Was a reason to many broken-hearted cries.
The pink lily talcum perfumed her cheeks
I look at her fondly
as Amma walks past me
like a summer breeze.
Jasmine
Day 55
Perfumed glowing light,
Spreading fragrance in the air.
Jasmine, in my abode.
I deeply inhale.
To catch a whiff of your aroma.
You stir up my senses.
So I close my eyes and revel
In your sweet perfumed embrace.
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