If I Were To Smell Your Love Poem by James McLain

The smell of you as if I was in love with you
from a bottle some magical elixir some thing new
some thing old made new again, this is your smell.

If I were to love you as the sun each morning risen
the clouds, you part them first and as they do I must.
If your smell is ir·re·sist·i·ble.

And yours is why I am from their found by you
and why your flower blooms when warm it finds.
and the oil smells as does you smell when it is
poured into your hair and rubbed across your face.