Although the perfume was cheap
and despite the fact that it
made your skin smell
of dead flowers.
It had managed to cling onto my
jumper long after you had left.
The man on the stall
on Roman road was right
when he said
it's an unforgetable smell.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Unforgettable' doesn't necessarily mean 'pleasant', Vincey! ! (I rather think this is the point you're making, however) : -) Spellings: 'deSPite' and 'unforgeTTable'. Nice to see you posting again, Vincey. What are your birthday plans? Smiling at you, Gina. PS: was that Roman Road East Ham? Gina.