Fragrance
Published on Wednesday, April 19, 2006
This story was submitted by Sniffer999.

For this author's first written entry, click Kathryn's Technique.

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Your first poetry? Anyway it's all true. From Sniffer 999, author of Kathryn's Tecnique. The following poem is all true; enjoy.

We approach a flower shop
Her feet in suede are sweating...
Such a long walk

We come to a dumpster I know is filled with flowers
Shall I open it?
This dumpster of roses

Yes! She cries -she sees inside
Let me take off my shoes. Help me!

Inside
The roses, Oh smell, See, How pretty!

She writhes in a realm of roses
As I sigh in the heady fragrance
Later she will bathe in the lovely petals

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This is simply true. An event which occured with Lupe The Queen Of Taxco, my dear friend, my spititual sister and and femme fatale as well...People like this show us what women really are, what they should be. Dancing upon a dumpster full of roses, me holding her shoes and we both loving it. WLP