Sing me out the window

Coming in through the window once again,
your scent surrounds and envelopes me.
Like a secret love letter,
your eyes play a melody of distant pain.
Pleasure, your scent-
as you lay upon me, and I touch your hair.
(we force the feelings away.)
Shake them off,
though we know that shattered glass-
remains stationary.
Peer through these windows at me,
and see into my thoughts.
Know that you are the one I smell of,
and I inhale you like oxygen.
(sweet and stifled.)
Like a secret love letter,
of words and songs that cannot be spoken...
I know not where I am,
or what I have become.
Your hair and skin smooth,
lips rough.
eyes, silence that of stone-
and a scent worth savoring...
One of another night,
coming in through these windows of
shattered glass,
and stone.