literature

Scent.

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Literature Text

I can’t forget
the scent you left in
my bed –coital sweat
and cigarettes–
and how your eyes
never looked quite
the same after
those nights.

I remember you best
when the city burns
my eyes with smoke,
and the smell comes to
me, like it did
when I’d breathe you
in, deep under covers.

But the city stench
of a hundred car-
cinogens is no memento
worth leaving behind;
so come and find me
beneath the tracks again–
let us lose the need
for faulty memory.

Let us rediscover
permanence in each
other’s arms, and breathe in
unison.
This kind of went from real to mushy as it progressed and I don't know if that's good or not.  But this idea's been with me for while, thanks to a conversation I had with a good friend.

Comments are welcome and appreciated.
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Eremitik's avatar
I dont think this is mushy at all, so much as reflective and observant, wistful with reminiscence and the desire to reconnect for something better.