A TASTE OF YOUR FRAGRANCE

I’m addicted to your smell
Enslave to your fragrance
I cultivated the land,
Though it has never been tilted
A 45 degree bend
Awaken the sleeping giants
Deep, though it appear shallow
Every landscape was appreciated,
In the right modifications.
Made me a boss in all jurisdiction,
Took control of the pier.
Pothole filled with nascent dexterity.
In each bus stop,
She alighted with grace.
Adrenaline to ignite the passion.
A moment of active redemption
Entitled to her entitlement
Lost in that passion
Sweat been neglected,
Souls clinging to each other.
Affection so deep.
Deeper than her confusions
Merciless even in her cry for mercy
Moan was the main motivation
Careless with her careful institutions
Worn out from our “religious” activities
All started from her scent,
Locked up in her fragrance.
Bottled up in her souls.
Ignite by our passions,
Synchronised by our emotions
Can I tell you a secret?
I love the taste of your fragrance

*AYANFE*

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