SENSETIONAL AROMA

As the sun falls, 
The moon rises, 
All alone sitted at my wind side,
Sweet sounds coming from outside.

Holding on to your shirt, 
Just to scent the aroma you left behind,
Trying to control myself from thinking about you.

Taking deep breaths in and out,
Promising myself not to devote towards those memories, 
But I just can't help it because your sensational aroma is still roaming around me.

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