Scent Of First LoveA Poem by Giulia KingThe rain started to drizzle. Meanwhile she waits, with her heavy heart in her hands. Wondering if he'll shatter it in to a million pieces or place it gently in his chest. She tells herself, being broken can lead to something magical. She takes a deep breath, closes her eyes and goes back to her first scent of love. She can't help but smile sweetly at memories of them dancing beneath the moonlight. When all their troubles went away like a blow in the wind. And the galaxies in her eyes were far more beautiful than the stars in the night sky. She opens her eyes and sees him. © 2017 Giulia KingAuthor's Note
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