Fragrance Poem by AHO Speaks

Fragrance in the early misty morning
Captivates and engulfs without warning.
Your presence bold, creative and moving
A love potion, brisk and soothing.

A renewing and cleansing tide
Invitation to my soul to enter and reside.
Each wave of ecstacy that follows one upon the other
Not final, nor a culmination, as time will give us another.

White foam that clings to the sand
Roaring winds speak without demand.
Coming waves enfolding my senses
Majesty of an ocean; bold and relentless.

A bird laden by the presence of the wind
Where do you go and where do you begin.
Having cast her debris upon the beach
High of ground and always within reach.

You could be in the Garden of Eden; as a gate
A place, a time, a presence, to surround and encapsulate.
Your fragrance a presence to hold me bound
Beauty, a touch of water; and the sky around.