Fragrance

Fragrance....

he tried to slip aside from between the curtains...
but something drew her attention...that was his fragrance
she was the deer...who ran after something she would never ever achieve...
but still his fragrance...made her mad
she ran and chased wherever she would find his fragrance and that was making her die...
she wasn't shy...but she would not lie...
she wanted him like a girl
a girl who's looking for diamond in the coal mines....
she was still chasing... chasing what she likes.. chasing his fragrance every day and night...
just to get a look of him
she peeped all the nooks for him...

Reviews

[Hope]

Great! I loved the poem.
Loved the imagery!

[isha_sinha]

Thank-youso much

[Mr.Writer]

Wow... this is amazing! So sweet :)

[isha_sinha]

Thank-you dear

[Mr.Writer]

No problem :))