A womans scent
by robert a mahrling
Saturday, April 27, 2002
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As a light breeze brushes against
the back of my neck,The scent of her sweet
perfume in the air,throws chills down my spine.
I turn slowly & stare in to her eye's
as if i had known her all my life,insted only a
she smiles as i take her in to my
arm's & press her lips to mine,like i have done
so menny times befor.
A kiss filled with passion & love,evry
minute seems likean eternity.Thenwhen you least expect it it's gone with out worrning.