A breeze swept by
laden with a moist
that be usual you say
this be with a fragrance
most unusual I say.
A whiff of fresh air
struck the face
that be usual you say
this be with an aroma
most unusual I say.
A wind with moist brings rain
the most familiar version
a wind with fragrance entices
the most familiar diction
a wind with aroma enchants
the most familiar distinction.
So, there goes the breeze in a speed
strikes the face never with a greed
smothers with a love infinite
kisses with an affinity definite
an enjoyment is there in stock
exhilarates the entire flock.
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