Sweet Scents of Experience

Insulted face-to-face set the pace
disappearing in a puff of scented smoke

Risky business has its allure
the call of the wild has its limits
Never been the flirtatious kind
rather using my head instead

I see no reason to act out of turn
I bequeath my soul to the sciences
where mystery still abounds
thriving on the middle-ground of life

Here I stand doting on experience
of past & present tense
My best defense is limitless
turning the tables in my favor

Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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