The Scent Poem by Lore Me34

The Scent



As I lay alone late tonight I hold your pillow tight and inhale your scent.
The scent that sends my mind back to the last time we made love.
Now, as I inhale more of the scent of you I start to feel your presences.
I begin to feel soft tenderness of your kisses.
I then feel your touch stroking every inch of my body.
I also feel the motion of your hips just like I did the last night we made love.
As I take one last deep breath and inhale the scent that is the essence of you.
I feel you doing the same thing as you also lay alone without me.

Sunday, October 8, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: alone
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Lore Me34

Lore Me34

Chicago, IL. USA
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