Binding together is mystery
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It is a great eye which appreciate all these mysteries surrounding us. Lovely poem. Anjana
That makes me think The meaning of love And the bond...... The day or a loving heart The odour hangs in the air But only dangling, no belonging Who owns scent? Flowers or the lasses the love in its quench and quest may adoring to a world of new notion Who owns scent? Flowers or the lasses (the best editing) may makes a good poem for us
Passion be your penchant, young lady....cuz you express it so well...Like this a lot.....smooth & sweet! ___ FjR ****