A Skoosh of Perfume
Just as I walked through the rain,
A skoosh of perfume lingered,
It jogged my memory of you;
And for a moment,
I saw your face smiling,
And you were closer than ever before.
I turned the sight to my locked door,
But, it's deadpan;
Unlike the joy it had when you were closer.
Dear I miss you!
Just like the cloud,
My heart cries too.
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