I close my eyes and across the years a gentle breeze

Bringing me the delicate scent of you and I

The intoxicating odor of the sun warming your hair

Your perfumed breathe hot against my neck

The smells of a day long past,

Heavy with the aroma of our mingled musk.

With a force of will I clamp my eyes shut

against the ever present Now

that would tear me from your side

Deeper and deeper do I struggle to inhale 

These ghostly gaseous aromatic memories

Lungs straining inside my chest

Surely to exhale would be my Death.

Forever lost in a moment

In a memory

In an Aroma from the past. JD






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