I lie in bed and smell a scent,© TheFragranceWriter.com 2022
A scent that’s surely Heaven sent.
Or surely Hell where I pay rent,
While pained in flame? That’s what I smell!
My lover’s skin in dark as darkest night,© TheFragranceWriter.com 2022
But in the early day they kiss my lip.
This light and dark creates a right and wrong twilight.
“No good for me,” I say with every sip.
They said that you were bitter© TheFragranceWriter.com 2022
And bitter was your name.
But after just a taste of you
They’ve all now gone insane!
I did not wish to leave my happy place,© TheFragranceWriter.com 2022
To wander in the gardens I had made,
To wear the sun and hear what birds did sang.
But when I left, I harbored in the taste.
But if you touched me, ever softly so,© TheFragranceWriter.com 2022
To give a brush that’s barely there to feel,
I might assume this secret tease was real.
The fun is that I’d never really know.