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The Fragrance of Love
Always carry a spare shirt.
Leave your old shirt before you go.
The one you wore when you told me you loved me.
The one you wore as we talked holding hands.
The one I felt as we hugged.
The one you wore when we swore to be true.
The one you wore when we laughed out loud.
The one you wore when you wiped my tear away.
The one you wore when you said everything would be ok.
I will wear it once you've gone.
Breathing in,
You
once again.
I will sleep in it,
To help me through
A part of you to envelop,
To protect,
Through the lonely night ahead.
Washed and cleaned
Awaiting your arrival
Carry a spare just in case.
Please.
Leave your old shirt before you go.
The one you wore when you told me you loved me.
The one you wore as we talked holding hands.
The one I felt as we hugged.
The one you wore when we swore to be true.
The one you wore when we laughed out loud.
The one you wore when you wiped my tear away.
The one you wore when you said everything would be ok.
I will wear it once you've gone.
Breathing in,
You
once again.
I will sleep in it,
To help me through
A part of you to envelop,
To protect,
Through the lonely night ahead.
Washed and cleaned
Awaiting your arrival
Carry a spare just in case.
Please.
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