I Smelt Flower

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I wanted to present With fragrance in it to be sent To a person of my liking A dream man in making I thought over But found no excuse or cover To make him feel about me As he was still unsure of me and free Sentiments are like rive flow They make nice path and go Touch the shore and leave the message With new feeling to write on the page Any how it was just a thought! Many times I struggled and fought Finally I overcame with sweet presentation The flower must be sent to make good relation He was in me like silent breath I vowed to remain with him till death That dream was shaping in mind I had to create little space of that kind What kind of feeling he may have? What is to be done in reality to behave? I was having little confusion Mind flooded with lot many questions “He must embrace me to reveal” Such was nice dream to feel Some dreams were forming and breaking But my mind was absolutely speaking I smelt flower before sending The wish and desire was unending Will it boomerang on me or offend him? I decided finally to go for it and send

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