Nothing is more romantically memorable, than a scent.
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In The Air
Like fresh blossoming flowers on a spring day.
Her scent is in the air.
Like the smell of rain right before it pours down.
Her scent is in the air.
Like the aroma of a hot apple pie cooling on the window seal.
Her scent is in air.
I try to cover my nose with my shirt
but her scent seeps right through it.
It is in the air.
I try fanning it away
but the more I fan the stronger her scent lofts in the air.
I decide not to fight it anymore and I inhale her scent.
It first suffocates me but then it sustains me.
To me her scent is love and it is
In the air.
Nothing is more memorable than a smell. One scent can be unexpected, momentary and fleeting, yet conjure up a childhood summer beside a lake in the mountains.
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It is not so much consequence what you say, as how you say it. Memorable sentences are memorable, on account of some single irradiating word.
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Happy, finally
Happy, finally
~
Happy, finally
Now in a better situation
Romantically linked
Smiling like an addict
Slightly paranoid
Protective of this feeling
Counting the luck
Praying it wont change
There is no reason
No doubts say otherwise
Trust is instilled
Full faith into another
How magic love is
To switch the mind set
Smiling like an addict
High on its fix
Happy finally
Romantically linked
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Shoebox Love
I know
Love and adoration
I remember their scent......so well
Stored in a shoebox on top of my aged wardrobe
Wrapped in reminiscent bright pink tissue
Origami of the mind
Occasionally I climb reach and tug at the scarlet silk ribbon that surrounds it
Tip toeing through diligent daisies
Open the storage to all I hold, oh so precious
And
Smell the memorable scent of our anticipation
Regard the look of adoration
Feel the touch of passion stroke the thighs of my wishful mind
Hear the sighs of whimsical, after thoughts
And I am back in your arms as your most prized possession
At the moment just after
............
The Oh so precious moment before
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My Flower
A scent lingering in the
room
has led me to this very bloom.
A scent so fragrant,
A scent so grand,
A scent so strong it could
spread across the land.
A shade of golden-brown
is something that will not make me frown.
A flower so beautiful,
a flower that's for me
makes me bend on this very
knee.
The allure, scent, and attraction
is enough to control my very
action.
Don't worry, she's not only your flower,
she's my flower.
poem by Casey Jarrell
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Ode to The Scent Of Cinnamon
The heady scent of cinnamon
Upon the opening of the door
The tugging out of memories
From the mind’s musty store
The warm, soft smell of pie crust
Upon the opening of the oven
The revisiting of the memories
The huggin’ and the lovin’
The aromatic aura of apples
Baked with a crispy honeyed glaze
The remembering of the memories
Kitchen memories, happy days
The Smell of hot peach cobbler,
The tantalizing odor of allspice
The callin’ back of the memories
Kitchen memories, warm and nice
Red and white checkered aprons,
Flour dappled, love lined faces
The tearful tug of way old memories
Memorable kitchens, happy places
The heady scent of cinnamon
Upon the opening of the door
Is one of the bestest of my memories
And likely will be… forever more
Ahhh…The heady scent of cinnamon!
poem by David Whalen
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I'm an actor and I've created a lasting and memorable character named Frasier, who is not me, but who most people think is. So when I have a chance to play something that's different, I embrace it because it's fun; also in this case, he's a memorable character.
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The Scent Of Another Men
The scent of another men
Revenge
The scent of another men
Money and more money
The scent of another men
Money is his God
The scent of another men
No friends but enemies
The scent of another men
More misery than ever
poem by Aldo Kraas
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Good design is making something intelligible and memorable. Great design is making something memorable and meaningful.
quote by Dieter Rams
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If a poem is not memorable, there's probably something wrong. One of the problems of free verse is that much of the free verse poetry is not memorable.
quote by Robert Morgan
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Are we simply romantically challenged, or are we sluts?
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Sorry Dear, I Just Tolerate It
An advertisement that drew my attention
A dancing blonde
A sports woman
A robot with in-built female system
And, why even an airhostess
All break the wall of decency
And stand before a man
Who sprays a deodorant
Over his bare chest
Criss cross
Probably emptying the entire content
Of the scent-bearing-tin
All look at him romantically
Message to all men
Attract women with this,
Leave alone, retaining the one
To whom you belong
I would have it
Was my decision at the first sight
When me and my wife
Went for shopping next time
I signalled my desire
Towards this fair-sex-friendly product
Without hesitation
She went for it,
Though grumbled over its pricing later
I started using
With enough due care
So that it lasts long
After some days of this fragrancing exercise
I asked my wife
As to how she likes it
She said
Sorry dear, I just tolerate this
And added
I also came to know how readily
Men get fooled
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Ancient Season
eastern wind blows kissing plants
feeling something new but memorable
it is a brand-new day and way
I have never met you but there is something memorable
I rethink what it is
I felt myself being in a long winter
someone said
When winter comes, something good would come along next
eastern wind blows me again
take all the things considered
watching all trees covered in pink
sitting under one of the trees
the wind comes provoking me into rethinking of what is going on
what must be spring
A thankyou to Margaret
Some thankyous are best private;
some deserve a public airing,
in case they touch someone else who's suffered:
I wrote a poem about my mother's restless, painful death;
and you, who had just lost your husband
but whose deathbed was a memorable day
as he with cancer and you his wife
had the most beautiful, memorable hours of conversation,
about two rich lives lived together -
you, struck by the contrast, wrote to me
in sympathy. And so, my pain is eased
in sharing in your beautiful sad joy..
and you, I hope, may be the happier for this -
I wonder, do you know what good this brought?
thank you, Margaret.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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My romantically favorite era is 78, 79 listening to Grandmaster Flash and the Furious 4, the live tapes, echo chamber and break beats.
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First Day At College, Triolet
New place, new people, new horizon
Memorable, first day at my college.
Excited, happy but had apprehensions
New place, new people, new horizon.
Would conquer the career with passion
And get friends, freedom with knowledge;
New place, new people, new horizon
Memorable, first day at my college.
poem by S.D. Tiwari
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The Scent
As I lay alone late tonight I hold your pillow tight and inhale your scent.
The scent that sends my mind back to the last time we made love.
Now, as I inhale more of the scent of you I start to feel your presences.
I begin to feel soft tenderness of your kisses.
I then feel your touch stroking every inch of my body.
I also feel the motion of your hips just like I did the last night we made love.
As I take one last deep breath and inhale the scent that is the essence of you.
I feel you doing the same thing as you also lay alone without me.
Seeing I
Your sweet scent…
Covers me…
Head to toe…
Without you…
I just don’t know…
Your scent…
Like the rising Sun…
Without your love…
Where would I run…
Like your mood…Things within me grow…
Forward and back again…
Your sweet scent has no end…
I could not take …
The pain …
If I could never see…
You again…
Rise my sweet beauty…
Let us share our duties…
Let me fly under your wing…
And look upon the earth…
From which we came…
And came…
whisperkwane
swtlamb@yaho o.com
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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Twilight (sijo)
Brightly hot the sun shines down on some lovely summer days
while the golden moon smiles romantically during long nights,
where are we with dawn or dusk when twilight divides the two?
poem by Gert Strydom
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