Creator
I wish I was a scent creator
for Yankee Candle
I can just taste them now:
fresh cut grass,
gasoline fumes,
dragged dirt,
after rain smell,
where you breathe in
and the air tastes like dirt
or earthworms.
Copyright © Roxanne Schroeder | Year Posted 2010
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