Poetheart Morgan

Rookie - 368 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….

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

  • Freshman - 939 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 - 12,265 Points Mr. Nobody (5/6/2014 8:23:00 PM)

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

    I loved it! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 6,968 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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