His Fragrance

His Fragrance... by Priya

Brushing winds ,
     Loaded with scent,
Whiffs past
     Inviting her sight.

Fleeting fragrance
     Halts her time,
Following the scent
     Just every time.

 © Deepa
Jan 26, 2008 		RATE POEM

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2 comments:

Priya said...

I like this one Deepa.

January 28, 2008 at 8:05 PM
Deepa said...

thanx priya

January 29, 2008 at 4:44 AM

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