The heart may sink, the eyes may blink
Your fragrance is a sound I may want to hear
The past may haunt, the aromas may daunt
The constant buzz may cause you to fear
I may not rant, it might just happen…
That need to leave all and go
For now let it sink in the crevices of your heart
For now think of how that will flow
The profile may burst out in a thousand smiles, telling me that I won’t go
While you read this and seek my voice; my dear, it has already happened so!
