But I Smell You, Somewhere Out There

There is a rustling of leaves- Somewhere out there But I cannot hear it Brown and yellow leaves, soft and sodden with dew and Decay and they smell Rich, a blend of honeyed Life and fragrant Death And these leaves they do rustle- Somewhere but I am def to it And the breeze comes to me Bearing the promise of the sound, I take in this Rich scent, and through my expanding lungs It settles under my skin, this Rich scent of honey and fragrance It swirls over my heart, with millions of little scented claws It grabs onto every inch of flesh in my body and little claws drive me in search of the source For the rustling leaves- Somewhere I roam this plain lost and I am def to Life blind to Death But I can still smell, the rustling of the leaves Somewhere I know you are out there A mound of sodden leaves, brown and rich waiting for me to throw my arms into you And bury my face in your warmth your Richness Breathe in this scent of Life, till it flows in my veins I know you are out there waiting for me to stumble on to you Trip over you Fall into you Soft, and wet and rotten And be buried by the scent of Death There is a Rustling of leaves And I wander def, blind But I smell you Somewhere out there