Essence

And it's just love,
nothing to be afraid of.
You have to get used to its wings
hitting our faces
in endless spirals...
There are no regrets,
there are no setbacks.

There is only your scent
through the rooms of the house.
The whole afternoon
looking for your scent.

It's just the curtains flapping
it's just the clean sheets on the rope...
There are no ghosts or chains.

And your voice is so sweet
that almost melts the phone
and fill my ears with your breath...

I taste your armpits
on the tip of the tongue
and between the teeth
I count the hairs you left
On brushes, pillows and combs.

I drink water and open the fridge
looking for your smell...
I drink my wine and drag the sofa
In search of your scent...

And it's just love,
nothing to be afraid of.
You have to give it time
to ferment and grow.
Expand and climb the walls...
it's just cats meowing
it's just running water...

there are no nightmares
no unpaid bills
It's just your smell
And it's just me,
just looking for your scent...


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