From many a dream, I wake up,
Oddly lingering on my consciousness-
vivid recollection of your characteristic scent-
I treasure possessively,
my wakeful moments whizz like a breeze,
While my quiescent state stays by,
holding on –
you are gone,
Sublimely entering threshold of my lifeless mortal being.
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Jo for hosting Poetics at dVerse. The theme for today is “Scents”. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.