• nairam 10w

    The smell of you

    Not a sweeter smell than yours
    Is there when tenderly
    I took in
    Every inch of your rough skin.
    Each space a different smell
    Yet all belong to you,
    All are part of you,
    All resemble you
    All make up the perfume of a love that's lost,
    But whose smell still stings and sings in my heart.