Olfactory

Yesterdays smell of cigarette smoke and perfume and sweat infused into my shirt I smell it strongly it is the smell of you and the memory of yesterday it smells of passion distasteful to others perhaps,disgraceful to mothers probably but it is medecine to me soothing comforting like a warm fire on a winter night or your arms around me tight pure delight so strong I still long for a feeling both right and wrong depending on who is singing the song I'm singing this song so beautiful to you more beautiful to me I do recall most if not all that you said to me it was amusing and somehow soothing always interesting thank you for nothing but you are responsible for my inspiration for this time maybe just yesterday maybe tommorro maybe next week surely always in some way things I try to say feelings I try to convey and secrets that I speak that I refuse to keep, again I smell my shirt then kiss the sky goodnight and drift away with a smile on my face to the usual sleepy place relaxed enthused alive sleep now then later wake...