The smell of his after-shave, deodorant, perfume, Engulfed me like a wave of intoxication Distinct, hard, sexy, almost unreal It reminded me of past pleasure and fun The scent of his manliness, his rough character I remember clearly this smell clinging to my clothes, And hanging in my hair. This smell of memories and sensuality The smell of him when he was most delectably delicious The intoxication that drove me wild The smell that used to make me tremble Let him intoxicate me any time, anywhere With his pleasurable scent His own intoxicationBirth sign: Virgo
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