'Wondering' Poem by Edgard Canales

'Wondering'



Wondering, thinking,
even pondering of the night I met you,
the moon was bright & the sky a dark blue,
I could smell your scent from a mile away
it was the smell of many angels gathered in one place,
your skin smooth as the stroke of Leonardo's brush
your hair a goddess touch.

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