The Body beautiful!

The Body beautiful!

A Poem by andrew mitchell

When she walked
into the party room,
her scent was more
than just tickling
the olfactory senses;
all organs were placed
on high alert.

In the panic,
it didn't matter
which sense picked up
on her first, be it
the eyes or nose
because common sense
had just left the building.

© 2017 andrew mitchell


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Added on March 25, 2017
Last Updated on March 26, 2017

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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