Remembering The Smell Of Youth - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

smooth pillow, warm blanket,
a woman's body so white
and calm
light is shun by the door of the room
on closed silk curtains by the window

i still taste the youth in spring
its perfume still remaining in the air
late at night, the same smell
comes even in my sleep

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 1, 2010

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