Patchouli
What I’d like to give you, is an ounce of my cologne
Sweet masculine patchouli, signature of my own,
The musky smell I was wearing when we first met.
I’ll leave the memory with you with faintest regret
Somewhere in the distant past it lingers in the air,
Reminding me of a time when all our love was fair.
written September 29, 2021
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