Scent

I smell him in my hair ;

his scent

lingers on my skin ;

on my sheets too.

The thought of us ;

our bodies

merged into one.

Reminiscing

leaves a

pleasing

ache

within me;

causing my body to crave

him all over again.

His scent

is everywhere in this room.

Conjuring

images of our

love play.

My soul

needs him

here.

Even if it's

temporary;

I want to

and

need to

have more than just

his

scent!

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