Erica Francis

Rookie - 3 Points (January 7,1988 - September 17,2078 / Columbus, OH)

Your Cologne - Poem by Erica Francis

Today has been a bad day.
But the only happiness
that I can sense
is the smell of your cologne
wafting
below my nose
occationally
but not often.

I don't know
where it is coming from.

I just know that it's here.
And I wish you were too.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 16, 2005



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