It is a brew, whether old or new, surrounds two people without

Soon it gets inside, without breaking stride, it’s presence is of no doubt

 

Be it a scent, or time spent, from an individual with which chemistry is shared

It starts things, sometimes sparks rings, and strengthens is the people paired

 

A curled lip, or a curved hip, might cause that compound to form

A bend of hair, or a sultry stare, usually draws that norm

 

Think of this mixture, as a fixture, it’s here…beautiful…undeniable…

Take it, don’t for sake it, trust…this chemistry…is reliable…

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D.W. Smith