Wanted

In solitude, I pine for days long past
When laughter danced in your warm, loving eyes
My heart, a prisoner in memories vast
In quiet moments, your presence belies

I search through drawers, a fragrance to explore
And there, a bottle, memories start to bloom
"Wanted" by Azzaro, a scent I once adored
But now it lingers, filling up the room

The bottle's nearly empty, like my heart
I cannot wear the scent, it's just too much
Though time moves on, we're lands far apart
I'll cherish what we have, our tender touch