As we embrace,
your soft aroma fills the air.
It's comforting,
like a soft fleece blanket,
wrapped around you in the dead of winter.
So potent,
even when you disappear,
it somehow ...lingers.
Reminding me of what once was.
Reminding me of the perfection.
Reminding me of you.
Feb 23, 2013
Feb 23, 2013 at 11:53 AM UTC
As we embrace,
your soft aroma fills the air.
It's comforting,
like a soft fleece blanket,
wrapped around you in the dead of winter.
So potent,
even when you disappear,
it somehow ...lingers.
Reminding me of what once was.
Reminding me of the perfection.
Reminding me of you.
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