Version 1: (raw thought as words)
"Even the lingering fragrance of exotic flowers,
lasts up until a gentle breeze comes it's way,
fondle them and c(m)arry it away"
Version 2:(as suggested by a dear friend)
"What love do the exotic flowers have for the gentle breeze,
has they wait for it to come it's way,
fondle them and carry their lingering fragrance away"
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Scribblings Of Sleepless Nights
Slumpmässig kategoriA collection of my reminiscences as when I find the right words to express them. Some parts are rhyming and some are not. Some are poetic and some are prose. Some are just few words and others are long sentences. Give a read to them and enjoy, even...
