Fragrant Memories

A whisper of scent, it drifts in the air

Brings back a moment we lost in despair

A hint of her perfume, a ghost from the past

Fading echoes of us, how long will it last?

Artifacts line the shelves, memories displayed

Photographs faded, words unsaid and betrayed

But nothing compares to the way her hair brushed my cheek

The fragile touch that I still seek

Every bottle, every frame, can’t hold the flame

Of her skin, of her vulnerability, of her name

Yet with each breezy whisper, I find my way back

Lost in the fragrance, on a nostalgic track

Her scent is a mirage, a phantom in time

Dancing around me, a silent rhyme

It floods my senses, then slips away

Leaving tears in the ashes of yesterday

I know it’s just air, just a beautiful lie

But I chase the shadows, I wonder why

For in every fragrant breath, I see her face

A fleeting ghost, lost in space

So I hold onto this scent as a sacred flame

A bittersweet memory that I can't tame

Though I know I shouldn't, I breathe her in

A perfume of loss, where I begin again