Engrossed in Your Scent
The only thing I wish to be
is engrossed in your scent
to smell your masculinity
it feel like you never went
as I find endless possibility
while I lay imagining
that you were here, laying beside me
Engrossed in your scent
is where I chose to be
the smell of your touch, your hugs, your clothes
all around me, I pull myself together
trying to withstand my childish dreams
of you holding me ever so tightly
smelling your appealing sent, right next to me
I lay with my eyes closed
imagining any and everything
because while you are not here
you scent makes you feel near to me
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