When I left
your scent clung to me
my hair and body

All night long
you lingered
hovering in my mind
stirring my senses

Your scent clung to me
in every pore of my being
I could sense your existence
like fingers reaching through the veil

You found me in the dark
swirling your scent arousing me
creating new passion
as the moon shone through the window

Your scent awakens me
to imaginings yet untold
like a magic potion
you bind me to you

The first stirring of dawn
brings you nearer
spilling into my being
your potions of love

Every pore of my being
holds your life
your scent of existence