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By: samsat | Posted: Feb 18, 2010 | General | 972 Views (Updated Feb 18, 2010)

The fragrance of wet soil


Runs wild in air


Makes me go crazy


With it's nostalgic spell


Just out of bed with my messy hair


On my porch, in my armchair


Magic is what I smell


Nature is at it again


Comes along a smell so bitter-sweet


I can't help sniffing in, the sin


Dancing in the wind


Shaking me out of my sleep


The smell I can't tell


How it affects me


In air, it's pure symphony


Like aroma of steaming coffee


The humming of air


Sounds like a melancholy tune


As if the wind is drinking


Every fragment it's carrying


In heavy waves making ripples in air


A scent of love


A spice of emotion


I think it's the smell of the ocean


Meditating in the crazy wind


With the freedom of an independent soul


Smiling all the way


Within a whiff I am ready to go


The essence of life has sweetness so ripe


Here in this moment, all on my own


This feeling steals my breathe away


As I lose myself to me...




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