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Five Senses

David Eggleton

Maybe this could be
a love poem in a minor key,
or a topnote for a perfume
haunted by magnolia,
by jasmine and amber,
by molasses and hemp and copra,
by ballets of sheer happenstance,
by the intense climate of your smile,
by your solace,
by carnal carnation summer,
by skin infused with honeysuckle,
by white flowers of datura at dusk,
by the gentle trickle of heliotrope,
and by the radiance of jazz.


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