Dr Tapan Kumar Pradhan
A Woman's Scent
That night when my mother
took me to her breasts
I knew woman had a scent
quite different from man's...
Tonight you still remind me of
my mother's old fragrance
though you too have your different scent -
a scent entirely your own!
In summer an aroma of apple juice
envelopes your breasts. In monsoon
the wet fragrance of wild forest flowers
in your hair. And in the winter
your arms smacking of honeyed milk
and your lovely feet of jasmines. In spring
this strong odour of musk in your loins,
and in your navel that faint lavender!
In different seasons you smell differently
In different places you smell differently.
But when I smell you entirely at once,
your scent becomes
an undefinable something!
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