How sweet is the smell
of Earth-it's heart and shell
the clothing soil
in every turmoil
when it rains
sends out a smell
of life and lust
awfully scented
the virgin blended
could Earth have Sex
with Heavens above
how springs flowers
and sprouts out shrubs
when breasts of clouds
bursts open by cooled airs
Earth smells
not of RDX grenades
and nuclear fumes
but of life's sweetest seeds
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