patchouli

patchouli scent is like the travel of a lover
 sometimes earth comes inside tiny bottles on the back of camels
 walking slow through the dessert
 sometimes love does not have to travel
 you can smell in the air, nearness of the soil scent
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 he walked and faced the sun again
 nature drunk
 with the smell in veins
 she grabbed the rays of light from the sun
 to touch his hands
 with her love she saved
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 taking steps through the paths leads to huge trees made of old souls
 taking steps through the paths leads to tall trees made of your soul