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Your Perfume
When we parted at the airport you left a part of you behind,
Your scent Lingering still on my shirts, my clothes my hands.
I crushed them to my face and breathed you in, my eyes closed, remembering you.
You smelled like lemons and flowers and strawberries.
You filled the room, every room with the scent of you,then left it behind.
A bewitching trail of love almost wild and untamed,
I still remember that smell,
You
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Kevin Bergin
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