I smell your presence
the fragrance of Magnolia
the quivering
of a nose-wing
petals sing the air
inhaling love
translating love
experiencing
dancing and
transcending
the missed beloved
sweetness of you voice
the sins of soft skins
the warm freeness
of our hours of sharing
being spooned together
forever more and caring
i dress myself
in unwashed laundry
all because a she,
'Oh Melancholy'.
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