Love Perfume

[Wendell345]

A petal smell is infiltrating in my nose
Cupid’s flutter is heard about my ears.
There is no bed to sleep, but a meadow of jasmine.
No glistening white moon, but a burning sun of love.

I cover my eyes with the blanket of your thought.
There is no clear sense of space,
and Time has just bowed down over this place
It is the blissful gift that Cupid joyfully has brought.

Who am I to fly to the clouds and above?
Millions of stars, but not two of them and I suspired.
Hidden in her eyes, they looked at my heart and conspired
So now I snuggle in this warm cradle of love

[Buh4Bee]

345 "Surprise!" I thought I'd give you a response. This is a very playful poem.

This line particularly:
Hidden in her eyes, they looked at my heart and conspired

Is this what happens when you catch a whiff of the fragrance of love?

And, I'm sure you know the rhyme scheme does not completely work in the first stanza.