Love Aroma

My brain has gone to sleep
Into it after, her love words, she did sweep
I relish this deeply supercharged coma
After taking an overdose of her love aroma
This beauty sleep is every lover’s dream
Nothing can make me conscious but your love dream
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Posted: Sep 2009
About this poem:
True Love is intoxicating, a beloved is needed to make you move on.

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Comments (1)

Sunnn
Interesting conception, RedRose!

Keep writing! bouquet
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