O so
sweet is a woman’s smell!
And as
beautiful as a morning rose
The passion in her one can tell.
Take the time and you will know,
She is like
moonbeams dancing around,
And like music playing soft and low.
Eyes as warm as the evening sky!
Even a gentle
wind will tangle her hair,
And the weeping willows stop to cry.
Look at the sweetness of her smile!
And her words
are so enchanting,
And her innocence is that of a child.
O so sweet is
a woman’s smell!
So I stopped
to drink from her well.
Epaphroditus© May 5, 2024
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