Scent Of Time. Poem by Fay Slimm
Scent Of Time.
Wafting, by breeze of past scented summers
The breath of our days together drifts over
Each vision of mem'ry we made. Our fun
As we sensed the other's desires, wove
Colourful dreams which lived for a while, all
Blown away now. Yet then time stood totally
Still, we willed it that way. Some of the falling
Stardust remains, and reminds me to note
How we laughed back then. Time only allows
Us what we inspire it to be. Perfumed
Gold of glorious days still thrills me. Now
I recall our delights they fill the room.
Fragrancing all my heart, I am grateful
For then. Scented memories are our fate.
A very sweet fragrance, love has such a sweet aroma... Andy x 10
Fay, This poem has such a classic feel to it. You are very accomplished. Thank you. Jim
As always Eay you have produced a beautiful picture written in your words...thank you...Fi
Fay, what lingers for me here is the aromatic permeation of a love that refuses to forget that it has drifted by... this write touches me deeply... aroha Deana xx
I gave my love perfume as a present once. Each time I am aware of that fragrance worn by another I think of her, and our great time together comes back to me. A sweet poem from a fragrant poet. Sid xxx
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I would like to translate this poem
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Lovely poem Fay beautiful words my friend 10 +++ Chris