A couple days from now
You may catch a whiff
My perfume,
Rubbed into your pajamas
Or entangled in your hair
(Or maybe drifting on a feeling
From me to you)
You'll shudder with the thought
The flashbacks of it all
Of bedroom eyes and
Warm, quick hands...
A contest entry
- Bedroom Eyes by zochit2me.
900 points, ended July 15, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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awesome!

