LINGERING SPICES

When you're gone, you're not. Not really.

You're always with me, no matter what you think.

Your scent, your imprint

remains on everything I own

is everything I hold dear.

Your feelings may change

the seasons may end

but your presence never will.

It's the lingering spices

that keep me attached to you.

No matter what you think

where you are, what you want

I'll always have you

thanks to your strong scent

and my normal sensory perception.