Awakened
I was awakened by your scent
It is a scent that consumes me
It is on my fingers...my lips...in my hair
It is ingrained in my skin
I can taste it on my tongue
I can breathe it, inhale... slowly, deeply
Exhale, in anticipation of my next breathe
It is calling me
It demands my attention
It’s a dance... a waltz
It is a play between two lovers
It is primal, our reactions are primal
Slowly, the tempo quickens
Then it ends, the music stops
Simultaneously, the play ends
Curtain calls, bravo!
~Rick Berry
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