Scents of Us

by Kate   Jan 2, 2022

Your head rests against a silken pillow,
Forehead just inches from my pounding chest.
I breathe you in, falling headfirst into us.
We smell of the soft aroma of chimney smoke,
Freshly brewed coffee and late autumn rain.
Like bloomed honeysuckle and orchids,
The tattered pages of your favorite old book.
Similar to homemade cookies, vanilla tea,
And sunscreen and saltwater on warm skin.
It’s an intoxicating mixture, you and I.
One causing irregular heartbeats when close,
A new high that never completely dissipates.
A uniquely lovely feeling I will always ache for.
I quietly whisper the nonsenses of my day,
As fingers and dampened hair dance playfully,
Until tension in your shoulders finally eases.
Lips press to your forehead with a soft smile
As I gently pull your sleeping frame closer.
And fall asleep myself, cloaked in scents of us.


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  • 3 weeks ago

    by Walter

    This is so beautifully written and has become an instant favorite. Such a visually lovely read.

    • 3 weeks ago

      by Kate

      Thank you!

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