A poem, for "Her."

I will share your touch with no one.

Memory of youth and season are all brought back by scent and sound.

Something I just felt at the moment and tried to put it in words. hope u guys like and enjoy it.
your comments are much needed and appreciated.
Thanks.

Describing oneself can be a bit trying. However, depicting a particular feature can be so much more fun than taking a personality apart. Although the eyes are the windows to one’s soul, our hair can represent the person we are or wish we could be.

Every woman loves the smell of a man…

French pastries I’ll never get easily again.

My favorite fragrance and flavor. What is it?

It is the small details that make up the big picture.

I woke from the inside of another flicker vision night scape…