The Scent of You
If I were a jar
of the most expensive perfume
I'd pour myself out on the ground
and fill myself up with
the most beautiful scent...
the scent of you.
Then all through the day
I'd dab it here and there
and others would smile because
what I had captured in turn
I set free...
the scent of you.
And at twilight
or the moment of dawn
as the last drop blows in the west wind,
my heart will be filled with
the most beautiful scent...
the scent of you.
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