If it were not for the smell there would be no indication

That the sweet perfume that once was still existed in this beautiful bottle

You would not close your eyes

And remember a time when the dab on your delicate wrist

Made men swoon

And turned you into someone else

You would not walk with mincing steps on high heels that are not yours

You would not wear that dress or the see-through shirt

You would not kiss him

You would not fall in love

Better to see the bottle as it is


Smelling vaguely of something familiar but not quite known

Shoved in the back of your junk drawer

Next to a love letter from Tim in grade school

And old chapstick

Forgotten and where it belongs


2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. fivereflections
    May 14, 2012 @ 20:08:10

    so many beautiful stirring reflections in an empty perfume bottle
    David in Maine USA


  2. Toasha
    May 14, 2012 @ 20:27:54

    Thank you for reading and enjoying!


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