missfeatherb
smell
(in, out, breathe)
she does.
closes her eyes and
stretches up on the tips of her toes
as if she can rise to green-pointed tips of the earth.
smell
he smiles as he laces her fingers between his
closes his eyes and
breathes in the musky nighttime forest cologne
that colors the air around them.
(in, out, breathe)
they are between pines and lost to the world
belonging only to each other
and the scent of new earth.
remember?
your voice
(the smell of freshly baked cookies)
the sheets curling around our entwined ankles
(breeze blowing in through the open windows)
your hand brushing my cheek,
your lips against mine,
the smell of your shampoo on a sunday afternoon
remember?