The smell of her hair
Perfume everywhere,
I was lost in the
Scent of her being.
The fragrance of lilac
Was all around her.
I knew it was she
Without even seeing.
The remembered perfume
Inside every room
Where she’d been
Had me believing
That not even the flower
Could smell as sweet
As I inhaled her
By simply breathing.
And so my love
Your scent stays with me
Always and forever
Never leaving.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem