Lawrence S. Pertillar
Ambrosial Scents - Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
I begin to sense.
Perfume of the gods...
Enticing with temptation.
And as I walk along,
Alone in the soothness of the forest.
This fragrance becomes so strong.
I am feeling here is where I belong.
And I know I approach...
A clearing that encroaches upon my mind.
A clearing that finds me undoubtedly,
Accepting with a focus...
That opens with a welcoming of this invitation.
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