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Philomena Jan 2019
I can recognize the smell in this room
It's a familiar smell
An old smell
A smell I used to bury my face into
And just close my eyes and drift away
But somethings changed
Its grown distant
And its grown cold
And I think it may have loved me once
But I will never truly know
It's going to be a long night I'm afraid
Sindi Kafazi Jan 2019
In the morning under a sky so rudely gray
I sneak off into a cab
While you smoke your worries away
We are kinda the same
But we also kinda different
Like night and day
I see you and you kidnap gravity
From underneath me

Why do you always smell so earthy
Like a forest
When You trippy
like an alien
I feel our souls are rooted
subterranean
Your kiss ignites
Something in the air
You are fine
powdered
Uranium
In other words,
a snack
Breanna evans Jan 2019

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there's something hanging in the air
it caught my senses unaware
you slip your way out of the room
something must've died in you
there's no blaming it on the dog this time
Sehar Bajwa Dec 2018
You smell like riptides upon a fathomless sea, elusive waves that never cross, beckoning me closer.

You smell of exotic beaches on travel catalogues; the ones unexplored, untouched, unique. The ones not treaded upon, inviting and innocent.

You smell like the lighthouses on deserted rocks, leading me home, guiding me safely to shore and to you, slighting the storms; unwavering, trustworthy.

You smell like the seaside of my childhood; familiar, nostalgic, the ones I can traverse with my eyes closed. Land I trust and know like the back of our hands entwined.

                       You smell like salt and the ocean
                          Love upon the unending sea
                    Scents of cinnamon, fire, setting suns
                          You smell like home to me.
Sumaira Asghar Dec 2018
There are things
i no longer wish to understand.
And people whom i no longer await.
Perhaps,
I've discovered
the smell of loneliness
and its vibrant blues-
nicer, prettier.
NN Dec 2018
look at the flowers
in the sky
marvel at its beauty
one last time

smell the roses
next to you
remember their soft caress
as you make your way through

touch your beloved
one by one
feel their skin
before you’re gone

lastly
hear the world
and say goodbye
death is imminent, my love

you stayed your while
D A W N Dec 2018
as you went home,
the faint scent of your
perfume
wafted around the room.
waiting,
hoping i would notice
the remnants you left
in hopes
that the entrails
of memories  of you
would keep me company
through the night.
people with great taste in perfume are a kink
Jessica Dec 2018
The smell
that once
used to linger
in my hair
because of you

now only lingers
in all the places
you are not.

- Everywhere.
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