Scent of you fills me a memory to hold
bringing sense of you to me when night’s feeling cold
scent that remembers the words not yet spoken
senses inside me your love starts to open
Sense of you finds me wanting so much
words that are lyrics and music your touch
scent of you likened to fresh new Spring morn
sense of you lives,is living,is born
scent of you flaring in love’s temperate fire
sense of you longing,higher and higher
scent of your heart ,fragrance won’t fade
sense of you waiting …dawning the day.
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