Poetheart Morgan

Rookie - 397 Points (05/23/1960 / Rio de Janeiro)

Enfleurage - Poem by Poetheart Morgan

He touched me with invisible hands
and sniffed me from far away
as i was a bouquet of flowers
as i was a scent ~ intense~in a garden

I walked carelessly dressed with the trees
inside the green and dark
clouded and safe
he stopped me as he swirled around me

And all my leafs were shaken
a whirlwind of green and dark blue
was coming out of me
i was a simple glossy leaf

Again, just to remember…..

He ask me ~just one drop from yours body~
~it is all i need to go away~
and lifted up his nose
resting already on my chest

I opened my flower and i gave to him one petal
when one single drop rolled down of my breast
smelling of fear ~ smelling of love~
he save it on your tongue and no more to say
he just swirled again and left me away

from my garden…from my scent….

Topic(s) of this poem: scents

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Enfleurage is an old process to extract the scent and soul of flowers.

Comments about Enfleurage by Poetheart Morgan

  • Veteran Poet - 1,584 Points Chris G. Vaillancourt (5/8/2014 11:21:00 AM)

    I like this poem...very well written (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 19,138 Points Mr. Agape (5/6/2014 8:23:00 PM)

    I'm kind of greedy, how about two drops?

    I loved it! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 7,269 Points Sekharan Pookkat (5/3/2014 5:55:00 PM)

    that just one drop is enough to satisfy the whole soul -good penning (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, May 2, 2014

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