Blake's perfume
the smell between your neck and shoulder
a wild strawberry
a nap by the sea, the seabrine,
that daisy and all of her petals
wood cracking on a fireplace
a raindrop on the hot pavement
the teabag, the butter, the toast,
and avocado on your fingertips
the blossom of a red rose
a sprout of blood from a thorn
the hole on your guitar
a pond of lillies
your lemon cleanness
white sand of seashells
swimsuits hanging from a string
the wind when it blows powder from the fireworks
a hidden notebook, its sheets,
a silkworm eating mulberry leaves
metallic water from a street fountain
I'm bringing you bouquets of flowers...
Smell!
