I walk into you
And wish I could
Take a snapshot of your scent:
A combination of all things you.
A combination of things
I've fallen in love with.
A combination of things I'd miss
If you were to leave me...

Just a picture of your smell
To trigger all kinds of memories
That simple photographs would never be able to rekindle
Never be able to bring back
Nor preserve.
Not in the way capturing your scent would.

If only I could do such a thing
I'd cherish it
Revel in it
Like I do the memory of it
Which brings to mind the way the light hits your eyes perfectly
And I get so caught up that everything that you say
Just fades...
Into the background.
Your eyes, and the way your face lights up when you smile.
The sound you make when I place my mouth somewhere just right.
And how you cajole and plead with me not to go, knowing that I have to.

If only
I could take a camera
To your scent...