Scent......

Partaking my favourite poison;
as I watch it swirl and dance,
memories of years gone by,
flash through my mind.
The scent of a girl
has remained with me
through the years.
Coursing through my veins as blood,
living within me with every breath I take,
she has been my companion for long.
Part of my sub-conscious
she is now with me every waking moment.
I thought I would exorcise the demon
of her scent.
But,each miniscule moment
has made it stronger.
I now tell myself:
que sera sera......
whatever will be will be.....
que sera sera.......
January 10, 2011 at 10.47 P.M.