That Smell

It fills your nose,

It fills your mouth,

It’s not overbearing,

But you know it.

 

It pulls at your mind,

At your memories,

Sometimes it small,

But then you know.

 

It weaves the fabric,

Pulls you back,

You remember that smell,

You remember them.


The Daily Post

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