Perfumed moments and bottled emotions

"You, me, and the poetry of our hearts,
as the tides of feelings flood the pages,
and verses unwind, for whispers float.

The perfumed moments, sweet and heady,
for the love we share, is not a dead rose.

Bottled emotions, now burst in the breeze,
and the scent of our souls shyly unfolds,
leaving trails of light in the winter winds."

"The Seed Breaks, The Sun Rises"...Excerpt
Jayita Bhattacharjee

Courtesy : Inspirational Showers