Musings by The Poet Loriet
Peace
I acquired a love visa
to expunge our squabble
when I brought you roses,
yellow, your favorite.
As I descend the staircase,
I imbibe the aroma
of your pheromonal cologne,
wafting from the nape of your neck,
enticing me, pulling me into you.
My apologetic shopping spree
arose from my helpless
need to be loved by you again.
I was uninspired without you,
my sweet lover.
Please don't be angry with me.
I need you.
Lori Beal
to expunge our squabble
when I brought you roses,
yellow, your favorite.
As I descend the staircase,
I imbibe the aroma
of your pheromonal cologne,
wafting from the nape of your neck,
enticing me, pulling me into you.
My apologetic shopping spree
arose from my helpless
need to be loved by you again.
I was uninspired without you,
my sweet lover.
Please don't be angry with me.
I need you.
Lori Beal
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