Fragrance Of Love. Poem by Fay Slimm

Loves dances it's way in my heart, smelling
Of roses, the sweetest strong old bushrose,
Which, inhaling, takes away breath, and tells
A musk-tale of hot summer nights, imposing
Indelible scents in my mind. - - - - Apart
We may be, and distanced more by the sea
But wafting aroma of love, barters
It's strongly perfumed rosyness to me
In exchange for my soul. Take it sweetheart,
I don't need to tell you it's yours, others
Have offered me make-believe love, but part
Company - - - when I never discover
The fragrance of roses among their words.
Should that emit from the core, love can occur.