Blue Perfume
She wakens to a closing door--the echo shakes her to the core
She stirs and lays her face on his pillowcase
Her breath is caught in mid-inhale
His scent, alive, as she turns pale
A crystal memory--her piece of history
Blue Perfume hanging in the room
Heady residue--a redolent review
An ocean can't contain the bottles' sweet refrain...
Blue Perfume
Could jasmine, rose and sandalwood
Conspire to weave their magic good-to conjure one more night
Of scentual delight? Release the Genii from the urn
Anointed, passion's fire will burn
A fragrant reverie is hers eternally
In incense-smoky curls, the memories unfurl
She'd catch them in a jar & savor holy moments
On some rainy night... Blue Perfume
Open the memory and let love in
Touching the senses like skin on skin
The essence of love will live on and on
Bringin' him back, though he's long gone
Writer/s: Chrissy Faith