"your perfume"

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your perfume

your perfume smells like
   an intoxicating embrace
gossamer strands of hair coiling in the wind
   lips caressing lips in a delirious moment
and a susurrus of luscious, honeyed words.

your perfume smells like
   wet concrete after the rain
luminous street-lights speckled with grime
   tires screeching past red stop lights
and metal screaming against metal.

your perfume smells like
   yellowed newspaper with forgotten obituaries
incense sticks crumbled atop smoldering diaries
   pressed flowers with brittle petals drifting
and a broken, golden ring left to dull.

©2005 Stephany Lu. Please do not reproduce this poem without my permission.

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