Mornings
Monday, June 1, 2009
scent
A whiff of her fragrance would drive any man insane,
the wooers she has, a boon or a bane?
The scent,that was just a touch,
leaves a memory such.
The vilest of them are instantly smitten,
and all they want is the forbidden apple be bitten.
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