Bill Smith

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Last Night I Dreamt Your Perfume - Poem by Bill Smith

Last night I dreamt your perfume
While I held you in my hand
Last night I dreamt your perfume
You will never understand
The way you make me feel
The promise that you give
Last night I dreamt your perfume
Lost in those dreams I live

Last night I dreamt your perfume
Arched fingers cupped your breast
Last night I dreamt your perfume
Felt your warm breath brush my chest
With gel coat slide I gripped you
Sensation through my veins
Last night I dreamt your perfume
She who bears no name

Last night I dreamt your perfume
Your body meshed with mine
Last night I dreamt your perfume
A guilty pleasure, sweet, sublime
Quiet by my pillow
Your touch I never feel
Last night I dreamt your perfume
This morning, wished you real

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  • Rookie Anna Russell (3/18/2007 5:40:00 PM)

    A smooth and lovely read. I enjoyed the repitition, it added an extra touch of rhythm.
    Hugs
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 10, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, January 31, 2011


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