The Sents Poem by Ethan Clarke

The Sents



The jasmine sent filled the room with a pleasant smell and a golden fell it rubbed softly against my skin it was hinted with a slight smell of mint hooked in meanwhile I am a hamster in a cage watching all this sent float in the are around me.

Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: jasmine
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