Sensory Suicide

Her lavender essence daily presents It announces her iconic presence Hard high heels knocking past my office door Her fast feet fleeting over the flat floor Peaking rewarded me with a vision Her profile store memory revision Dear like head light looks reduce my stature I Velcro rip my eyes from her rapture I taste thick clouds of pheromones mid-air Magnetism draws me away from my chair Blind ignorant flawed emotions lead me to a place where love and life cannot be I hear my name but it’s just a mind game My senses cheat me to a dying flame