Scent

her fragrance resides in my fine brittle hairs    
constant aromatic stimulating parfum    
showing a lack of reverence for all others    
   
lingering, my brain light up like colorful LEDs
bright headlights on NYC streets at night    
faded on purple haze like Hendrix strings    
   
Afrocentric sweet honey suckle funk deluxe    
Asian durio kutejensis cantonese fantasy    
European bliss eau de toilette vanilla odor    
Indian sweet & tangy pineapple plum chutney    
   
I think about her pleasant aroma, its sweet creamy taste
a whiff, a sniff, a deep inhalation to savor    
her inner thighs open, I hear the fizzle "oooh" & “ahhh”
even my taste buds cannot escape her scent