Frangipani

Sol Magazine is finally updating again; seems a team member is recovering from a broken shoulder. They've posted the winter competitions.

One is: Write a titled poem (no more than ten lines long) that describes the appetizing scent of fruit, flowers, or your favorite food, or something else that's luscious. Compare the scent to something unusual.

Here's my effort:

Tonight I’m wrapped in the fragrance of frangipani
tender as a lover’s touch
heavy as a velvet blanket
warm as the motionless air.
I’m a peach pit swimming in a bowl of sweet cream.