Rotten Eggs

The air is cool

The air is fresh

Vanilla scent wafting

So exciting!

I face him

And we talk

I face her

And we mingle

No problem there

Everything is fair

All things are clear

Nothing to fear

You came along

A smile on your face

Closer and closer

You made haste

You opened your mouth

To utter a word

Inhale; exhale

Oh, my Lord!

The mood changed

Foul stench in the air

You let out your breath

Ooooh!  Rotten eggs!

rotten eggs



Part of My Poetry

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