P – Perfume

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It was to be like any other day….

A Perfunctory Pat on the moppets’s head, a Token Hug to the wife

On to Boardroom brawls, Power Lunches, Charity Dinners…

 

 A cursory glance at the Obituary Listings,

Hit me right in the Solar Plexus

 My Mon Amour, my Raison d’etre, hard to believe, was no more.

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Was it only yesterday, her father had dismissed our ‘Undying Love‘ proclamations

Called me an Unworthy Suitor, a Social Upstart  after her monies…

 My love meekly acquiesced and broke my heart into thousand pieces

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This rejection became my driving force..

I quickly climbed the social ladders  and married  into  money

The Trophy Wife never understood why

Perfume  to me, was always Simply Floral 

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My love’s death is her Redemption and my Release

From the all Pervading Fragrance of her Floral Perfume

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