Ahmad Shiddiqi

(March 7,1974 / Semarang, Central Java, Indonesia)

Perfume


(dedicated to Saskia Harjono)

Delight in the fresh flavor
Musk aromas in evening air

Transform every day
Into an unexpected moment

There’s no need to wait
For the celebration

When you can be the celebration
One sip makes life feel so gorgeous

(inspired by Robert Schumann’s Piano Concerto in A minor)

Submitted: Sunday, November 09, 2008

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  • Saskia Harjono (11/10/2008 12:20:00 AM)

    Thank You so much for this poem.. I love it. Again, you've created such beautiful strings of words, intertwining it into one impressive poem :) ... i'm celebrating my gorgeous life now.. (Report) Reply

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