there is no aroma in my house
or none I've ever noticed
at least,
at least when she is not around.

i miss her scent,
her fragrance.
it's indescribable.

all I know that it's better than
the salty ocean breeze's
and fresher than
summer's red-ripe strawberries.

i have fallen into your subdued-eyes
capturing every captivated figure
of yours━so picturesque.

in the corner of the room
besides a broken faucet
and a withered rose in the table━
they will be my witness
for falling in love