Her Whiff

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The fragrance blinded his senses
and the scent of wild lavender
blended with the perfume
she used to wear
he had not seen her for countless years
the memories had almost dwindled
the pain had also resigned
but that slight whiff of her essence
rattled the hornet’s nest
and rekindled the fading evanescence

Copyright © Shantanu Baruah

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26 thoughts on “Her Whiff”

  1. You are so correct about the smell of perfume bringing back memories of the past or the night before in a crowded bar dancing and partying all night long. Not any more but great post Shantanu !!

  2. I have recovered well only slight problem left over. I used to carry with me and read a book called ” The Power of Positive Thinking.” Plus I know it works and makes us feel good.

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