Scent Of Love
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Follow it avidly if ever you catch
A scent of real love.
Oh, it is rare.
Like high mountain lily that ever matches
Itself with the sweetest
Perfume, daring
To smell like no rose, it grows true and never
Gives out aromas
Of make-believe.
Genuine love has the same
Inhaled, ever
True- to -self smell.
No chance of reprieve
From the scent of soul-love
When whole-heartedly
Shown. Breathe it in when found,
So true love can start.
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