You were a whirlwind
of hair, scent and sorrow;
I cannot forget you.
Tag: scent
Vintage Souls
We stand, sit and speak,
yet we walk through life
unnoticed and unscented.
When flesh and bone go,
stripped naked and bare,
you see our vintage souls.
We smell like Patchouli,
lavender, old spice, rum
and the soft sea breeze.
C & K 