Richard Snow Jr.
A warm summer breeze brought her fragrance to me.
I looked up just in time to see this was not a fantasy.
My senses intoxicated spoke to me,
this is class, something one doesn't allow to pass.
She spoke to me as my heart, touched by her grace,
sought to receive her within what must be a heavenly place.
We began to converse and the aura of our verse
said to the universe, this woman was heavenly scent.
Her presence did not over power, but instead empowered