Scent

This cloying scent, it won't wash off

Like the sweet smell of rose

Or some other blossoming bud

Sparkling champagne, reddest of wines

Or the nectar of a forbidden fruit ...



Attaching to you like an unwanted memory

It suffocates you with its annoying aroma

It drowns you with its strange exotic smell,

Maybe it's just an illusion on your senses

A masking dark fantasy, a choking arm,

It may be a deadlier entity

Like the odor of despair

Or the stench of death ...



My friend, can you still breathe?

Like a clinging memory it follows you around



Do you like its scent?



My senses are numb, my mind is blank ...

I don't know my scent at all.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

... i was trying to figure out what i am to you ...

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