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Smeared
you wanted it so I went on the scent,
you said it made you feel like a queen,
Christmas at that Knightsbridge store,
most expensive emporium I'd ever seen
perfume is fine when embellished by love,
every atom of the odour a tender reminder
of loving moments with your chosen one
with whom you couldn't wish to be kinder
it's when the passion cools and she waltzes o...
Sunday 13th December 2020 11:18 am
Everest Rose
cold roses strewn secured my love
engendering that rude wayward fire
moving my heart to defy tomorrow
trapping me amid my frank desire
she left only thorns stuck in my mind
without a word I was left overturned
ship-wrecked shocked and abandoned
I watched from afar as my life burned
her place was rank with faded roses
the old perfume of eternal betrayal
in he...
Tuesday 25th August 2020 11:39 am
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