Lisoire adores Persian poet and seer, Hafiz, from the 14th Century.
YOUR SCENT I KNOW
The ferry to any shore, to any land, to
any realm, it is the wine cup, the heart.
An unseen vessel it is though to most,
love, but so capable of travel, via a prayer
or a soul's deep wish.
And your spirit's arms, they can reach
out and really touch anything you want
to hold.
It should be that way, and it is. For you,
dear, all within time, are right before me.
Your scent I know; your ways I shape.
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