Just tell me,
How can I feel
Your inebriating scent;
Strews round the ambiance,
Communicates feelings of touch;
Arouses senses,
Oft I wish to feel;
But sadly you conceal,
In heart shaped safe;
Oh dear! you don't seem you,
Without the scent of you;
Even rose, Jasmine and apple,
Reveal by scent what they are,
Excellence they have;
Your senses ravished,
Virtues lies in your scent;
© Sadashivan Nair
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