she woke to the scent of unscraped henna
infused with eucalyptus oil
hint of auburn, a tinge of pride, a bride
expectant, once upon a time
poetry and some more
poetry and some more
she woke to the scent of unscraped henna
infused with eucalyptus oil
hint of auburn, a tinge of pride, a bride
expectant, once upon a time
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Cool aesthetic, Sonya!
I just loved it, at first sight!
Wonderful, Sonya, the way you described it. :)
Thanks Ranu. Strangely I woke to the scent of mehndi and the words just flowed…
Dear Sonya,
Thank you for this poem. It is beautiful.
All good wishes,
robert
Thank you Robert.
And then there are marriages that last lesser than the time it takes for the henna to wear off 🙁
Sadly so.