The Scent of You
It’s in the midnight air, soft and low,
A trace of cedar, warm and slow.
Like the echo of a whispered name,
You linger here, you burn like flame.
Leather and rain, salt on your skin,
Pulls me back to where we've been.
Every breath is a doorway through—
No matter the distance, I still find you.
The scent of you, it lingers on,
Like a melody, like a ghost in a song.
On my pillow, in my hair,
No matter where I go, you're there.
The scent of you, it won’t let go,
Wrapped around my heart and soul.
Sunset fire, a touch of smoke,
Faint cologne on your old coat.
Even when the night turns cold,
You’re in the air, you take hold.
Leather and rain, salt on your skin,
Pulls me back to where we've been.
Every breath is a doorway through—
No matter the distance, I still find you.
The scent of you, it lingers on,
Like a melody, like a ghost in a song.
On my pillow, in my hair,
No matter where I go, you're there.
The scent of you, it won’t let go,
Wrapped around my heart and soul.
Even if the wind should change,
Even if time calls your name,
You'll stay with me, forever true,
Carved in the air—just the scent of you.
The scent of you, it lingers on...
Like a melody, like a ghost in a song.
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