Chances
Your scent reminds me of blossoms
Your smile is the light of my mood
Possibly seeing myself in your eyes
That swift touch like heavens bliss
Treasuring those senses
For those smell, sight, and touch
Are just evanescence
Of chances we’re together
The scent that follows me
The smile I look for when I wake up
Those eyes I long to stare
The touch I wish we can share
Even if it’s all stolen moments
Chances seemed to be so true.
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amarcera
I am an LPN (Licensed Practical Nurse) and currently studying for my RN (Registered Nurse). I love poetry and I love making my own poetry. I was born and raised in the Philippines and currently residing in New York. My poems are mostly about love and relationships but I love to experiment other categories as well. I also like music and hopefully one day I'll be able to use one of my poems and put it to music.
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