I store love in a bottle.
When I unscrew the cap—the fragrance smiles.
Scents collected through the visages of
time release an emotion.
It's intoxicating, like sunshine,
like warm hugs.
I inhale, incense, sea-salt, sweat.
I close my eyes.
I'm drenched in the perfume of that moment,
its fullness, taking me back to another time.
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