the scent

 

I catch the smell

Of cologne and the

Scent of a man

I’ve never met

Trailing in the wind

I catch the smell

Of gentle perfume

The soft scent of

Rose and lily

To a woman I left

Too long ago trailing

In the breeze

Under my eyes

Author's Note

Cp. 6:24PM Thu 03/06/08 NM writing, sad, useless, thought (Written, Genesis)