Poetry/Sensitive Olfactory

I must confess I love the wonderful manly scent of you

No strong odors of perfumed soap for you will do

Just good old Ivory soap upon your skin is all you trust
Until, I introduced you to just a touch of musk

I love to smell the essence of you left within the sheets

To wear your shirt soaked in your aroma so exotically sweet

My olfactory nerves are over sensitive to every fragrance of you it’s true

I must confess

I’m totally obsessed

With the very manly scent

that is uniquely

you

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Poetry/ Lost In New York

Lost in your deeply accented New York charm
Spilling with charismatic gestures sensually warm
Your fifties be-bop music on your CD played
Gathering me into your arms we began to sway
Looking deep into my eyes singing to me with each tune
There on the lawn under the shining bright summer moon
Loved every second lost in my New York beginning in May
Many enchanted moments we shared
that my memory
button when tapped
begins to replay

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