Incense of Need

Inebriated by fresh smell

of every new dream,

scent lingers as its wafts

softly past my senses,

sensual memories adopted

from the strength of the sun.

Love’s chemistry embellishes

like night blooming jasmine

clinging to perfumed folds,

slipping into your essence.

Balm of orange wine sunsets

tucked under my pillow

as I breath fibers of you

in pink petal skin.

Your bouquet leans

on my heart

until I let it in.

Hunger arises

at musky scent

of dark chocolate,

freshly laundered sheets

and sweet ozone rain.

Touched emotions

awaken my spring,

sweet potion of locked bodies

awakens incense of need.