I walk the streets,
Passing by strangers,
Exchanging glances and awkward smiles...

My arms wrapped around my own body
Trying to give warmth to myself,
Trying to stop the intense wind from blowing me away...

The street lights flicker and...
    your scent...  
                          your scent...     ling-....
                                                       ­            -ers...
                                                 Lingers....
Memories flow with each foot step.

Your scent lingers...
Your scent lingers...
Your scent lingers...

My eyes brightens,
My heart beats wild,
My mouth curls into a smile,
Sadly followed by a sigh...

I sigh as your scent lingers,
And I cannot hold you....
Not even your fingers.