Scent of Perfume

Scent of Perfume
Form: Divino Sonetto 1

The scent of Anais Anais on the air
Waiting for a train I look up and stare
My heart expecting something I can’t see
Still I look again for what cannot be
And my senses yearn for a change of view
As I feel a tear pricking on my eye
The moment of hope is lost on a sigh
For over again I am missing you
Always that perfume that whispers your name
Every time it echoes round just the same
A reminder of love rocking my soul
And my wild heart that you made yours to tame
Your gentleness of touch making me whole
Sweet the memories that come to console


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