Her Scent
I know her by her smell.
Apple cider.
I never thought that something
I’ve never had can smell so good
That I can taste it.
Her scent
Radiates through the air,
Blessing everything and everyone
That it touches in its wake.
Her smell can change moods.
Call it a mood swing.
So different.
So perfect.
I still don’t know her name.
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