fresh morning gleamed on the crystal bottle;
its brownish tint painted sparkling
abstract on the walls;
soft,
excited chill and warm sweat, her hands reached
hesitantly, she reached out to the bottle,
she felt it, a warm excited chill ran through her;
a whiff of yesterday, whiff of last night, scent
of her love,
her first perfume bottle,
his perfume, perfumed moments,
etched for a life time!
I can smell romance here <3
ReplyDeleteWonderfully sensuous write!!❤️
ReplyDeleteAh, romance...
ReplyDeleteThank you all!
ReplyDeleteThere are so many things stored in a perfume bottle... this is so beautiful. Thanks so much for taking part in the prompt.
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