This is the second poem in a 4-part series on the concept of AROMAS… Good things, bad things, Great Things.
All of my life I fringed about
lost in the dark places
the lonely spaces
of dank and dire
Until you…
Hard to describe your breath
sweet and masculine
always sweet
like the very air in your body
was laced with sugar and metal
like your lungs were
uniquely designed
to turn my pollution
into purity.
I first noticed it
at our first kiss
as you held my face
you inhaled
all my doubt
and wanderings
and exhaled all over me
the sweetest
longings
for me
to give you my heart
forever.