Your unforgiving scent always has a way of punishing me!
In your arms lies forgiveness,
Your shirt is willing to give me a second chance.
The warmth of your neck and punishing cologne that never seems to fade, there too lies forgiveness.
Forgive me!
Hold me!
I can't bare this punishment any longer.
I want to be in your arms.
Your scent doesn't want to fade away,
Worse part is that it triggers memories I thought were long forgotten.
It awakens senses I was so sure had died.
Just hold me
Now!