The Scent of You


Day 8 of NaPoWriMo. 

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MIDNIGHT BLOOM, Jackie Landry

 

It doesn’t matter where you come from.

It’s that you come and waft over me

A caress across my face I find my breath

A breeze over the back of my neck

A spiral around and in front of me

Filling me up with the scent of you

~

The unexpected intoxication

I dare not move but to inhale deeply

Closing my eyes as I take you in

Floral musk, an ambrosia of a time ago

Sure it is you cloaked in invisibility

A dimensional rift, a crack opened

~

For a moments longing in a heady swirl

All to do is to give into the swooning high

Allow it to find the sweet settle of mystery

That reminds me that we are never separate

In these quantum layers of Being

You passing me by in the meadow of your life

Me, sitting here in this chair at the rise of my day

~

I hope you inhale all me in our passing

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Filed under a poem a day. Michigan poet, MAGICAL THINKING, NAPOWRIMO, national poetry month, Ypsilanti Poet

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