I Swear Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

I swear

I swear on the air
I swear on water
I swear on what is
In the air and water
I swear on essence
Both free and when worn
(Perfume and/or scent)
I swear when at shore
I swear when adore
Beauties, half naked
Or when in a garden
I swear when the chill
Smells dawn, ice, snow
I swear when water
Makes circles and smells
I swear when the birds
Lift with air having scent
I swear when the leaves
Calm, Green, send smell
I swear on softness
Of the scent of the ditch
I swear on smell of grass
Dry hey, humid in the rain
I swear on the rose
When fresh, picked to boil
I swear when warmth's soft
Talks of day's dying, end
I swear, tomato, potato
Cucumber, fresh apple
They all have the smell
To awake and refresh
I swear on smells even bad
The body's under-arm to the fart
Smells chant and sound of life
They're fine; culture-wise part of art