Your Scent

- Snehal Deb.

Your scent is what I love to feel,

As if my own version of marijuana.

Oh! Takes me to a lovely land,

Where joy and pleasure go hand in hand.

And when you not in vision’s range,

Your scent still sparkles like a wand.

I do hear you scent with a smile.

I do see your sweet voice with a tinge of pride.

I can sense your cute smile and after a while.

I say “Your scent is what I love to feel,

Desired medicine for past’s wounds to heal.”

The moment you seriously thinking,

Funny isn’t it? The way my grammar is playing,

O dear! Let me tell you something,

Am nether insane nor flattering,

It’s just silent truth pouring,

“Your scent ... A reason for my well-being.”