If clothes could speak
You'd be the fragrance
They'd wear.
A kiss to remind them that they too, are alive.
Welcoming you with open lips
& arms.
If clothes could speak
They'd be fluent in speaking you.
Touching you in a way that you don't touch yourself,
Knowing the chance may never
Come again.
They'd reveal to you, that you were the one
They couldn't wait to cover
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Interesting, unique poem in concept. 'Knowing the chance may never come again' rings quintessential in its sensibility.