Monday, March 2, 2009

smell

I see you from afar,
standing in the horizon
The sun leaves a soft haze around your face as it begins to rise
this morning is particularly dull
every leaf drooping from its branch is in a complete melancholy silence
You slowly walk closer with a straight face
a sadness lingers in your eyes
it pulls me in
the moisture clings to my clothes as I yearn to reach out and touch you,
to hold your hand,
to embrace you
my soul rips from my body as my feet stay in place
Restraining myself, I feel an urgency rise as you walk past
my hand twitches
I shiver as your scent approaches
The soft smell feels milky on my skin,
and it caresses my face
It wraps around my body and curls at my every whim,
It surrounds me, and enters my mind without knowing
The smell intoxicates me with such an intensity that my mind whirls with thoughts and memories of you
I stumble and gasp as you walk directly past me
I long to leap from my body and do what I know I can't, or what I shouldn't
the scent carries me along
it drags me out of my body, and pulls me along side
As you walk ahead,
the feeling passes,
I regain my senses
thinking clearly, I blink out my eyes and straiten my posture,
though I will never breath again