The smell of you

Sometimes, I can smell you in the wind. 

That drawing, tempting scent of you. 

I sniff around like a dog hunting for it’s favourite bone, 

Only to realize, that you’re gone. 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s