My girlfriend has anosmia (lacking sense of smell) and I promised to try describing scents so she never feels left out. I was thinking about it and that's how I wrote this short, simple piece. Enjoy!
Apologies for not posting as often as before, I'm having exams, so yea! ^^ Thank you for reading and supporting
the fourth in a series of poems about love, written by someone who's never truly felt it
the beauty of the stars is only seen when the sky goes dark.
the third in a series of poems about love, written by someone who's never truly felt it
A rather short poem about the mystery and mystique of mankind.
My girlfriend has anosmia (lacking sense of smell) and I promised to try describing scents so she never feels left out. I was thinking about it and that's how I wrote this short, simple piece. Enjoy!
Apologies for not posting as often as before, I'm having exams, so yea! ^^ Thank you for reading and supporting
the fourth in a series of poems about love, written by someone who's never truly felt it
the beauty of the stars is only seen when the sky goes dark.
the third in a series of poems about love, written by someone who's never truly felt it
A rather short poem about the mystery and mystique of mankind.