ScentA Poem by MOONSome say the perfume of your splendid presence leads straight into the eye of oblivion I say purer glass cannot radiate under the sky in such serene ambience we should as two dance Under God’s infinite smile and merciful grace © 2012 MOONAuthor's Note
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