Love Smell
Do you know the smell of love?
It is the smell that enters as a smile, fills me with wonder, then leaves me to weep.
The smell penetrates my armor.
The smell burrows into my soul.
The smell plants it’s seed and spreads its roots.
The smell becomes me, weakens me.
The smell makes me more.
The smell makes me less.
Why do you do this?
You have no choice the smell whispers…
I’ve done this to you before and you’ll let me do it to you again.
The smell always breaks in and wins.
~Bp