The Scent of You

I could smell you
when I entered the room.

I could sense your presence
when you were near.

I could taste your lips on mine.
I could hold onto the image of you for all time.

I imagined you loving me and me loving you.
Oh, how I could smell you.

I wanted to taste sensuality the of your lips
and feel your hands on my hips.

I could hear your breathe on my neck.
As you stood near me on the deck.

I could smell you before I saw you
I knew that I wanted you.

I smile when I think about you
and the smell of you.

Oh, how I could smell you.