Let's say, how a body smells...
A baby's one - is like a rose flavour,
His skin is smooth and soft, as well,
Sometimes (overfilled ;)) it causes anger...
Another - body of a lovely girl,
Or boy - from love to give rise of the other man -
Smells like a wine, young, red and bold,
And causes euphoria as effect...
The adults sometimes smell not nice,
Sometimes they're full of feeling of a great depression,
Of fear, of the stumble on their path...
The ripen fruits - is surely their smelling...
The old body smells like earth,
Dry, moisterous and dusty in the matter...
The roses and wine and fruits are gone
While standing on eternity's fresh threshold...
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Let's say, how a soul smells...
A baby's one smells like an utter victory
Of waited birth of other creature on this land...
A baby's souls smells like a mistery...
What could you say of smell of love?
Of understanding of each other perfectly,
Of risen hopes,of the one to one
Merge-in and out to one soul?
The soul-love smells like tornado,
Like a tide, but then asilent water...
The freshness after thunder causes
A rainbow of colours in the soul.
The adults souls sometimes're sad and black...
The dark and gloominess uncolours souls...
And light is perished by the tiredness,
And bad is smell of hard grief and of woe...
As gilded colored leaves in autumn grove
Smells the developed soul of once man...
And if you smell the flavour of a rose,
Of ripen fruits, of silent waters, and
Of the eternity's fresh flavour,
Then let's say - soul smells like you,
Born once another time for searching truth...