scent
breathe in, slowly, deeply,
inhaling the very fibers left on ur chest from the sweater just removed,
realizing regurdless of the cologne worn, shower scents desiring to modify, after shave applied.... that scent, your scent cannot be masked...
It has always and will always smell the same...
It smells like...
breathe in slowly, deeply, so deeply I inhale the very fibers left on your chest from the sweater just removed
........mine,
always and forever, you are mine
Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
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